Percy's PoV

BOUM !

"Ouch !"

Too late. The opening closed and I went into the wall.
I have to find a way to find others quickly.

Now in a dead end, I'm heading in the direction by which we arrived.

how not to get lost ?

I remember what Annabeth told me. Put a hand on the wall and follow it without ever letting go.

Not having much choice, I comply. I put my left hand on the wall and start to walk along it.
Everything is dark, my only light source is my sword, Riptide.

I continue like that, stumbling, without knowing where I am going for what seems to me to be hours, chaining the turns and the right corridors in silence, when suddenly grunts are heard.

Silently, I approach the source of the noise which becomes more and more threatening as I approach.

Pressed against the wall, I glance quickly at the source of the noise, and I see ...

...sheep.

Reassured, I let out a nervous laugh, feeling stupid for being afraid of sheep.

But it was short lived.

Indeed, from the moment the sheep showed their fangs (yes, fangs!) the reassuring side of the situation flew away.

Recognizing the sheep of Polyphemus, I take my legs by my blow, and they did what every good man-eating sheep would do. They run after me.

They go faster than me, I have to find a solution to sow them or defeat them. 

I jump on the wall by grabbing the vines and start to climb.
I stop a few meters above them, feeling safe.

But my feeling of security is quickly replaced by a feeling of immediate danger.

CLING CLANG

A griever.
Damn, is it possible to have so much bad luck ?
I am hanging on lianas a few meters above half a dozen carnivorous sheep and a griever arrives.

The griever is at the corner of the corridor and approaches in our direction. I must find an idea, placed as I am, he will necessarily see me in passing.

CLING CLANG

An other griever.

A crazy idea comes to mind. If you can't beat your enemy yourself, have someone else knock him down for you.

The first griever passes by the sheep without nobody pouncing on anyone. Sheep do not interest grievers, and vice versa.

But wouldn't the sheep throw themselves on the griever if the latter kills one of their own ?

Gradually descending by letting me slide on my vine, I place myself between the sheep and the griever.

"ηλίθια πρόβατα !" (STUPID SHEEP)
I throw sheep in ancient Greek

"σκουριασμένο μηχάνημα ! "( rusty machine)
I cry to the griever

I do not know if the sheep understood, but in any case, something did not please them, and they start to run in my direction at high speed.

The griever having spotted a victim throws himself in my direction any claw lifted.

Just before getting spit, I push with my feet on the wall to propel myself using the liana towards the opposite wall in a perfect pendulum movement.

I will have to thank Chiron who forces me to train to play Tarzans at the colony.

The sheep, launched too quickly, could not stop and rushed into the griever, which fell and was trampled by planting its claws at random in the tide of sheep.

Result: 8 dead sheep and the griever good for recycling.

The second griever threw himself into the fray and, taking advantage of the distraction, I went back down to the ground and rushed running in the direction opposite to the carnage.

I run without looking back, and at a crossroads, I stop dead.
A blue symbol glows in the dark.

I approach and remain speechless.
The mark of Daedalus.
Here. At the Tartare.
Definitely our only chance of getting out of this place.

I reach out to touch, when suddenly a low rumble is felt.
I turn my head and hold back a little heroic cry.

A Drakon.
Of all existing creatures, I have to come across a drakon.

ROAAAAAAAAAAAR

The drakon began to charge.
And I started to run.
Again.

During my race, I try to organize my thoughts, it gives about this :

Run.
Drakon.
Run.
Cookies.
Run.

( a lot of emptiness because the thoughts of Percy are quite empty. :)

I turn while continuing to run and see the drakon open his mouth wide.

Understanding what he is about to do, I throw myself on the side and I feel a breath of burning acid brush against me.

Taking care not to look him in the eyes at the risk of making me petrify, I get up and start running again.

Arriving at a crossroads, I decide to continue straight.

Bad idea.
Dead end.

I turn to face the drakon and brandish turbulence, trying to develop a strategy.
The walls are very close, and the drakon cannot move easily in this dead end.

The drakon advances slowly, and I start to run towards him by uttering a cry of rage.

Just when he throws a poison, I jump and, leaning on the wall with my right leg, I rush up.
The walls being close, I managed to regain support on the left wall with my left leg and rise even higher.

I repeat this process several times so that I find myself above the drakon, which cannot move in such a small space.

I stop rising and drop on the back of the drakon, and brandishing Riptide, I stick my sword between its scales wherever I can, before I head for his head and give him the final blow.

The drakon flew into golden dust.
Hopefully we are in narrow terrain, otherwise I could not have had it.

The ground starts to shake.

what now ?

But this time, the tremor is not due to a creature, left to the movement of the walls.

The wall in front of me moves away from the other, and two people rush into it.

"Minho, Thomas ! You have nothing ?" I ask

"RUN PERCY, RUUUUUUUN" answer Thomas

And they pass like rockets in front of me.

I turn to the new opening and I see snakes passing by that I can only recognize.
Without asking for my rest and before he is here, I run after Thomas and Minho and place myself at the height of the latter.

"Minho, you have to bring us back to the glade. I found a way out, we have to go get everyone." I say

"Really ?"

I can understand that he is skeptical. 3 years to search without finding anything, enough to have no hope.

"Yeah." We return to the mark of Daedalus. "Remember how to get here. Direction the glade now." I say.

From where I saw the snakes, a voice rises:
"I'M COMING, SON OF POSEIDON"

"Polybotes is approaching slowly but surely. Hurry up." I say.

And we will speed up.

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Hi demigod 😆
So. An other chapter.
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