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- “She’s dead.” He closed his eyes. His whole body trembled with rage. “I should’ve known it earlier. She’s in the Fields of Asphodel, standing before the judges right now, being evaluated. I can feel it.”
- “What do you mean, you can feel it?”
- Before he could answer, I heard a new sound behind me. A hissing, clattering noise I recognized all too well.
- I drew my sword and Nico gasped. I whirled and found myself facing four skeleton warriors. They grinned fleshless grins and advanced with swords drawn. I wasn’t sure how they’d made it inside the camp, but it didn’t matter. I’d never get help in time.
- “You’re trying to kill me!” Nico screamed. “You brought these . . . these things?”
- “No! I mean, yes, they followed me, but no! Nico, run. They can’t be destroyed.”
- “I don’t trust you!”
- The first skeleton charged. I knocked aside its blade, but the other three kept coming. I sliced one in half, but immediately it began to knit back together. I knocked another’s head off but it just kept fighting.
- “Run, Nico!” I yelled. “Get help!”
- “No!” He pressed his hands to his ears.
- I couldn’t fight four at once, not if they wouldn’t die. I slashed, whirled, blocked, jabbed, but they just kept advancing. It was only a matter of seconds before the zombies overpowered me.
- “No!” Nico shouted louder. “Go away!”
- The ground rumbled beneath me. The skeletons froze. I rolled out of the way just as a crack opened at the feet of the four warriors. The ground ripped apart like a snapping mouth. Flames erupted from the fissure, and the earth swallowed the skeletons in one loud CRUNCH!
- Silence.
- In the place where the skeletons had stood, a twenty-foot-long scar wove across the marble floor of the pavilion. Otherwise there was no sign of the warriors.
- Awestruck, I looked to Nico. “How did you—”
- “Go away!” he yelled. “I hate you! I wish you were dead!”
- The ground didn’t swallow me up, but Nico ran down the steps, heading toward the woods. I started to follow but slipped and fell to the icy steps. When I got up, I noticed what I’d slipped on.
- I picked up the god statue Bianca had retrieved from the junkyard for Nico. The only statue he didn’t have, she’d said. A last gift from his sister.
- I stared at it with dread, because now I understood why the face looked familiar. I’d seen it before.
- It was a statue of Hades, Lord of the Dead.
- - The Titan's Curse, Chapter 20
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