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- I charged at Setne. He just waved his hand and muttered, “Hu-Ai.” More stupid hieroglyphs flashed in front of me.
- I fell on my face.
- My face did not appreciate that. I got mud in my nostrils and blood in my mouth from biting my tongue. When I blinked, the red hieroglyphs burned on the insides of my eyelids.
- I groaned. “What was that spell?”
- “Fall,” Setne said. “One of my favorites. Really, don’t get up. You’ll just
- hurt yourself more.”
- I crawled toward Annabeth. Not that I could help much with the fall spell keeping me off my feet, but I wanted to be close to her if something went down with this eternal cobra queen of whatever blah, blah, blah…
- Setne smiled apologetically. “About that...I’m beyond dying now. At this
- point—” He tapped the blade. “Get it? This point? I’m afraid all you can do is make me stronger!”
- His red crown began to glow.
- For once, my instincts saved my life. Despite the klutz spell Setne had hexed me with, I somehow managed to get to my feet, grab Annabeth, and haul her as
- far from the magician as possible.
- I dropped to the ground at the archway as a massive roar shook the
- courtyard.
- CoP pg.12-15
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