¹ 𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 ! - [Percy Jackson.]

ACT III - 3.8

❝ A LIFE ENDURABLE BUT

IT WAS ENDURED. ❞

They heard the army before they saw it.

The noise was like a cannon barrage combined with a football-stadium crowd - like every sports fan in New England was charging them with bazookas. At the north end of the reservoir, the enemy vanguard broke through - a warrior in golden armor leading a battalion of Laistrygonian giants with huge bronze axes. Hundreds of other monsters poured out from behind them.

"Positions!" Annabeth yelled.

Her cabin mates scrambled. The idea was to make the enemy army break around the reservoir. To get to the campers, they'd have to follow the trails, which meant they'd be marching in narrow columns on either side of the water.

"My siblings said I could stay here," Victoria said from behind her. "Team up again?"

Lucena grinned. "Of course."

At first, the plan seemed to work. The enemy divided and streamed towards them along the shore. When they were halfway across, the defenses kicked in. The jogging trail erupted in Greek fire, incinerating many of the monsters instantly. Others flailed around, engulfed in green flames. Athena campers grappling hooks around the largest giants and pulled them to the ground - Lucena occasionally helping to do the same with shadows.