Chapter 3

Third perspective

The hounds snarled with malicious glee. As if they knew that they were going to win against the arrogantly foolish demigods. They lost their ace; and rejoiced as he died.

They were hounds of War.

With a step toward the hell hounds - the demigods attacked and the snarling began. The hounds clashed with the Demigods. Ripping and tearing at flesh, the hounds of hell and war viciously fought the doomed fools. The army of hellhounds dwindled slightly as the arrogant fools got in a few killing blows -  but the hounds pressed harder as their pack mates were slain.

The wind howled and the sky roared. The prophecy, spoken and sealed with a final cry of a raven in the dark sky. Sealed Oath and fateful words of destiny and bound all guilty parties to the unknown. In the land of spires and rocks - everybody else was slaughtered with their heads torn off.

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Meanwhile....

Thalia POV

I clutched my chest; where my heart was.
I knew there was something wrong, I did not know what it was-yet, deep in my heart I knew would change the course of my life forever.
"M'lady, M'lady Artemis we must...." I duct an arrow that would have fatally wounded me. "Run!"

"There is too many." My Third in command, Phoebe yelled.

Thousand of weapons clashed in our camp site. It had been an ambush, we were not at all prepared. Everyone was fast asleep except the now dead border patrols with arrows in their eyes and chests.

" Thalia, I....."