Reyna and Jason: The Praetor's of New Rome - Sacrifice

The War: To Be Greater

"Right there!" I said to Jason, my golden wings cutting through the light drizzle falling from above. Jason flew besides me, holding Gwen in his arms.

We dived towards the front, my heart pounding within my chest. Below us, our army was being battered. The front had been broken by a bronze bull three times the size of a normal one. Saturn's army trounced on the opportunity, beating down the first demigods they could come in contact with. Sam acted quickly, slamming his sword into the ground and creating a sink hole between the two armories, which halted the oppositions advance, but would only hold for so long.

Clarisse elegantly dodged the mechanical bulls charge, roaring insults at it. "C'mon! This isn't my first roadeo!"

The bull pounded its hooves and charged again.

While diving down, I shouted orders to Jason and Gwen. "Jason! Help Sam keep the army at bay. Gwen! I need arrows lodged in its weak points. I want every shot to land. Every single ONE!"

On "One" I spread my wings to slow my descent and front kicked a demigod trying to stab Sam in the back. Sam whistled. "Nice save, hermana." Sam shouted, slicing a wild harpy in half.

Jason floated above us, a powerful gust of wind pushing back Saturn's army. "I can only hold this for so long!" Jason shouted. "Take that bull down!"

Sam joined him, beating down strangler demigods and killing monsters that had made it past his sinkhole. Jason continued pushing back Saturn's army with powerful gusts of winds and random lightning strikes, all while dodging flying seal-dog hybrids.

They weren't actually flying, Cyclops from the other side of the cavern Sam created started throwing smaller monsters in a attempt to overwhelm us. Most of them happened to be those weird dog-seal hybrids.

I slashed one of them in half while charging towards the bronze bull. Clarisse was on its back, holding on for dear life. Gwen fired super heated arrows into the gaps of the bulls armor, never missing a shot.

I  slid beneath the giant beast, stabbing my sword within the gaps in its armor. The bull roared, stomping its hooves wildly. I managed to roll out the way, thanks to Clarisse's quick thinking. She pulled at the bulls horns, forcing it to go in the general direction she wanted.

The legion and camp half -blood watched on, uncertain of what to do. Some tried to charge, but were discouraged by the bulls rampage across the fields. Ahead of me, Jason and Sam struggled to hold back Saturn's army. We would be overwhelmed soon.

Unless we did something. I performed a kip and surveyed our ranks. To my right about fifteen to twenty feet away, a squadron of legionnaires helped each other up. I recognized them as cohort three centurions, armed with Javelins twice their size and large shields. I scanned around, trying to find their centurion Rebecca, but she was no where to be seen.

I ignored the possibilities of what might have happened to her. I marched towards them, extending my strength to them. I spotted Nick, descendant of Mercury. He was a tall and lean guy in his late teens, with dark brown skin and wavy black hair. He was the closets to a second in command for the 3rd cohort, behind Rebecca. "Nick!" I shouted.

Nick head snapped around, trying to locate my voice. His coffee brown eyes locked on me and he smiled. "Reyna! Thank gods!" He rushed over and gave me a hug, which surprised me. We hardly knew each other. The only time we've ever interacted was when Rebecca tried tap dancing for me and he had to drag her away when I rejected her advancements.

But sharing my strength with him and the others helped me get an understanding of how they were feeling. Battered, demoralized and tired, these legionnaires were just happy to see a familiar face not covered in golden dust and blood. And, more importantly, they saw someone they could put their trust in. Memories of the Principia fire incident incited hope within them. They trusted me to lead them.