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A target of divine poetic warfare.
Nico di Angelo is used to facing ancient curses, vengeful ghosts, and the literal depths of Tartarus. But when he wakes up to find a highly dramatic, incredibly embarrassing sonnet nailed to the door of Cabin 13, he realizes he is facing a terrifying new threat: the Apollo Cabin Wingman War Council.
Desperate to help their hopelessly pining head counselor, Will Solace's siblings have weaponized aggressive public poetry. What starts as an embarrassing prank quickly escalates into a camp-wide betting pool, thirty-foot singing billboards, and a rolling rap battle that turns Camp Half-Blood upside down. Refusing to back down, the Son of Hades fights fire with fire, unleashing the terrifying majesty of the Underworld in perfect iambic pentameter.
Between deadly giant ant attacks in the North Woods and a stubborn refusal to eat apology pancakes, Nico and Will find themselves trapped in a chaotic crossfire of shadows and light. If they want the music to stop, they will have to drop the metaphors, survive the camp's commentary, and finally find the courage to speak from the heart-no rhymes required.