Page 151 of Hades' Shadow
Shit. Maybe I shouldn’t have broughtthatup right now.
I file that away to be dealt with when we aren’t dodging a hundred-headed monster god.
I flick my whip out and it wraps around Typhon’s leg, but no matter how hard I pull, he won’t fall.
I need him to fall in the pit.
Typhon reaches down and to my horror, he grabs my whip and tugs it to him. He’s technically a god and has no trouble touching the metal.
Does that mean the Sphinx or the Nemean lion could too? They are his children. It would make sense.
He tugs roughly at the whip. I scream as I’m thrown across the rocky ground and to the pit. I claw at the ground I’m rolling across, but it just turns to dust beneath my fingers.
“Beth,” Jayden screams and reaches for me.
The edge of the pit crumbles beneath me and sends me flailing. My sad, pathetic life flashes before my eyes as I close them tight, ready to be transported into Tartarus and tortured for eternity with the Titans.
All the air whooshes out of me as I hit something solid. I open my eyes to see the skeletal horse Skullrider beneath me.
I breathe out, relieved as the skeletal horse saved me once before and I know better than to think anything but grateful thoughts since he’s a nosy horsey.
Skullrider snorts and smoke billows from his nostrils.
“Sorry, buddy. Thank you for saving me, again,” I say with a grin.
The horse snorts again and flames shoot out.
Now, he’s just being an asshole. Yes, I know you are listening, Skullrider.
I mentally stick my tongue out at the horse, and he neighs angrily.
“Okay, okay, I’m sorry. Let’s fly around big ugly’s head and see if we can get him to stumble into the pit,” I say out loud to the skeletal flying horse.
Nope, that isn’t even the weirdest thing I have said all day.
The horse nods and I hold on tight because this is going to have to be some fast flying to get away from one hundred heads.
I call my whip and it unfurls in my hand while I hold on to the horse’s spine.
Still not the weirdest thing.
The horse flies stealthily between the snapping heads but when I flick my electrified whip at them, they back away.
“Skullrider, great flying.” I whoop.
We dodge and weave until some of the necks are wrapped around each other and Typhon is off-balance.
I peer across the vast chasm and spot a small cavern with magic surrounding it.
That has to be where they are keeping the helm.
I don’t even have to say anything before Skullrider dips down to the ground and heads for Jayden.
“Jayden,” I call out and he nods, drenching himself in shadows and appearing on the horse behind me.
Jayden wraps his arms around me and buries his face in my hair.
“That scared the fucking hell out of me,” he breathes.
