![]() ![]() The metal dogs ran to their mistress’s side. “Gods, no.” A wave of nausea almost made Annabeth’s knees buckle. Its port ballista fired a massive spear wreathed in Greek fire, which sailed straight through the broken dome of the Senate House and exploded inside, lighting up the building like a jack-o’-lantern. ![]() “You’ve betrayed our trust.”Īs soon as she said it, the Argo II launched a second volley. “It isn’t the giants.” Reyna’s eyes seethed with rage. “Giants?” Annabeth reached for her dagger, which of course wasn’t there. She turned in time to see an explosion blast a new crater in the forum. Light flashed in the corner of Annabeth’s eye. And the legend centers on Athena-”Ī shrill sound pierced the air. Until this old score is finally settled, so the legend goes, Romans and Greeks will never be at peace. If it’s true, it may explain why our two groups of demigods have never been able to work together. “There is an old legend that the praetors of Camp Jupiter have passed down through the centuries. Much later, when I became praetor of Camp Jupiter, I began to suspect.” “At the time, I had no idea what he was talking about. “Did this demigod-did he explain his quest?” She thought about the strange nightmares she’d been having lately. She remembered her mother’s scathing words. She’d never heard that prophecy, but her mother had charged her with following the Mark of Athena and as she thought about the coin in her pocket, a horrible suspicion began taking root in her mind. “Not-not the way Ella said them.” Annabeth’s voice was weak. But you say that you’ve never heard them before today?” “He kept muttering about wisdom’s child, the Mark of Athena, and the giants’ bane standing pale and gold. “Yes,” Reyna said, seeing her discomfort. Annabeth grabbed the railing to keep her balance. ![]()
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