Page 91 of Blood of Hercules
They were doing everything in their power to keep us constrained because they knew we were superior to them in every single way.
It was only a matter of time before we finished what the Great War had started.
Zeus and the other Olympian leaders were barely holding on to their power.
We were all just waiting.
To attack.
I stood straighter, and the ravaged muscles in my right leg tightened, so I rolled my ankle, trying to alleviate the ache.Fuck the Gladiator Competition. Fuck all the Olympians.Fuck this Kronos-damned dingy.
My ruined leg was a reminder.
Even as a child, the federation had tried to destroy me. I hadn’t been old enough for the crucible, but according to the federation, I’dbeen old enough to be hunted in the Dolomites Coliseum and maimed like a feral creature.
That was what Olympians did when they realized someone hadrealpower—they attacked.
Pain intensified.
Panic clawed at my chest, and I breathed deeply to calm myself down. I rubbed at the brands on my chest.
There was a reason I hunted all day and night; if I stopped moving, I felt the agony. I remembered the trauma. However, if I kept myself distracted, then I couldn’t remember. Mostly.
Gritting my teeth, I rubbed at my tired eyes.
I couldn’t recall the last time I’d slept. The problem was the second I lay down, my subconscious tortured me with the heinous memories.
So I stayed awake.
I didn’t run from my demons. I fed them, and nowIwas the demon.
The Olympians called me many names.
Insomniac.
Sociopath.
Hunter.
Killer.
All of them were true.
Tapping my foot faster, I debated capsizing just to give myself something to do.
Hell and Hound whined as they flopped over with a huff.
The urge to slaughteranythingpounded through me like a living force, and from the body language of my hellhounds, they agreed. We were not made for this.
Time crawled forward.
I played with my knives.
What felt like hours later, I sighed with relief as the spawn finally made an appearance. I debated shooting at them for fun, but didn’t want to deal with the paperwork.
They staggered down to the base of the mountain, then collapsed onto the ground in various states of misery.
I snorted.
