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Agony throbbed. My field of vision was rapidly diminishing.
The gate lifted fully.
Acceptance washed over me—I’d found my limit—there were no emotions left to feel.
Screeeeeech.
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The sound filled the coliseum.
Abject fear rooted me to the spot.
Spartans screamed in terror.
Fluffy Jr. twitched next to me, whimpering as his hump glowed brightly.
Two blurry monsters stomped out of the darkness, objects protruding from their backs.
Titans.
Jagged wings jutted from their backs, and golden tags were threaded through their lips. It was the same two Titans I’d fought in Rome.
They were once again unchained.
Is this why the federation had us tag them? Was this their plan all along?
There was no doubt left in my mind—Zeus was trying to eliminate me.
Everything was fuzzy, colors bleeding together. I gripped my calculator in my pocket and clutched the strange rod in my other hand.
Screeeeeech.
The Titans unhinged their jaws, their eyes locked solely on me.
I stared back, face throbbing in time with my heartbeat.
RIPPPP.
The Titans hadn’t moved.
In slow motion, I looked down—the sound had come from Fluffy Jr.
RIPPPPP.
The lump on his back had split down the center. Something was … emerging?
The Titans shrieked in unison, leathery wings flapping.
My head shot up.
Sweat dripped down, stinging my swollen eyes. Visibility worsened. For a second, everything went dark. I shook my head to clear my vision.
Patchwork wings spread wide as both Titans leaned forward, ready to attack.
