NICO
I walk a little behind Reyna. I can see she's already starting to struggle, tripping over, breathing heavily, but she persists. Now that I've had time to think about it though, if I had to pick anyone to survive Tartarus, it'd be her. She's the only one. And having my dad here can't hurt.
I stop in my tracks, my head pounding, body aching.
'Nico?' Reyna hurries to my side, 'what's wrong? What's wrong with him?' She asks my dad.
'I'm fine-' I say, just as I double over and throw up.
'Gods, Nico.' She says, holding me by my shoulders, 'what's happening?'
'I told you.' He says.
'I don't care! How do I help him?' She asks. I can barely process their conversation. My body is fighting against itself. I can barely keep myself awake.
'Nico, we need to move to shelter. Can you stand?' Reyna asks. I nod, and try to lift myself up. But as soon as I'm standing, I black out.
