CH16: The Wings Of Change

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(Percy)

With great effort I pulled my head out of the wall where it had been lodged. The curse of Achilles had protected my body but I now had one hell of a headache and that pissed me off more as I looked at the son of Koios who seemed rather pleased with the act.

I stood back up before assuming the ready position again this time ready for the air current as well as the arrows should they come.

"Is that all the great Perseus Jackson has to offer, I am almost disappointed. How could scum like you have defeated the Titans and even the giants?" Lelantos gibed feigning confusion.

"My enemies underestimated me." I muttered back as I quickly dropped Riptide and drew my spear.

At the sight of the golden weapon the Titan's eyes briefly became visibly worried as the spear formed to its full flaming length in my hand. However, they swiftly returned to their previous complacency as he notched an arrow. Both of us released at the same time as I stepped forward and threw the spear at the same time as he released the string. The two projectile weapons passing within inches of another as they careened towards to the others sender. His arrow arrived first and I struggled to block it with my shield as it sought to hit my right shoulder. He simply curled his bronze wings around his body and the spear glance off the bronze feathers before burying itself point first in the marble flagstone floor. Short of staggering him and stripping a few individual feathers off it had not accomplished anywhere near what I hoped it would do.

Once again, we eyed each other, I was now again wielding Riptide as I watched the winds begin to build up around the Titan again. Suddenly simultaneously he released another arrow before sending the winds out to his side on a bending course toward me from my flanks.

Once again, I blocked the arrow only for the conflicting winds to catch on the larger surface of the shield and throw me off balance for a fraction of a second. But that was all that was necessary as I felt another arrow piercing my gut and also punching the wind out of me. I staggered before falling to my knees the shield falling from my arm Riptide by my feet as my hands grasped the arrow imbedded in me.

I could hear distantly laughing as Lelantos celebrated his apparent victory. I began to groan in frustration and grit my teeth through the pain, there was no way I was dying now not after everything I had done. Lelantos was correct I was no longer a demigod and he could attack me but there would be nothing stopping my father from ripping this place down in revenge if I died. I would not be the cause of another war not if I could still do something to stop it.

I watched my own blood pool around my hands in frustration before I snapped the shaft of at the point of entrance and stood up wearily. My left hand still cupping the wound in my abdomen.

"So, you choose to die on your feet after all sea scum. Well then why don't you come here then so I can end this!" Lelantos lauded before sending another current of air, this time to push me from behind.

I had been waiting for this moment and as it began to push me, I thrust my foot through the strap of my shield. Very soon I was riding the shield like my old skateboard towards the Titan with him providing all the propulsion. During the short journey across the room, I concentrated on him and on my time powers I would need two seconds to do my plan. Two seconds he had to not move. I almost wanted to smile as Lelantos simply stood still. Seemingly waiting for me with his open hand out as if ready to receive my neck the other holding an arrow like a knife.

When I was only two meters away, I acted. I froze the Titan before reaching under his arm and grabbing the base of one of his wings before swinging myself around behind him and kicking him square in the back with my shield strapped foot. The face of the shield made contact at the exact same time as he was restored to normal time. The super powered blow threw us both to the floor with me desperately still holding the base of his wing.

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