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The blue-haired Titan smirked "And we’re supposed to believe that? We knoho she is We knohat you’re about All you concern yourself with is a personal vendetta"

Hyperion said nothing

"He thinks she will draw Apollo out," Perses stated, still holdingto run I wanted to, but I wasn’t stupid There was no place forthe God Killer to his door"

Air whooshed out of s at the ued "We are warded"

"Wards are not permanent," Perses retorted "And you do not know hih the wards He will find a way"

"He hasn’t yet" Sness crept into Hyperion’s tone "I will find him first"

Oceanus sneered "He killed Atlas, you fool He is a god, capable of killing us"

Seth was an actual god now? I guessed that made sense since he was the God Killer, but Apollo hadn’t called him that Neither had Hades

Hyperion rolled his eyes "I am not afraid of him"

Perses cocked his head "Perhaps you should be We all need to be cautious"

"He will not be able to end me once I’ his hand He crooked a finger "Bring her"

Panic exploded in , and my bare feet slipped on the hardwood floor I threw up asped out "Why are you doing all of this?"

I’d asked Hyperion that and never gotten an answer beyond his hatred for Apollo ento him, so I didn’t expect Cronus to answer

He did "We hat our children took froe? This was all about revenge?

Holy crap, lives were being destroyed and lost all over so recorded? And they accused Hyperion of having a personal vendetta? Didn’t seem any different to me

Oceanushied Cronus

Fear overtook the panic I fought--fought as best as I could, and the fight was over before it ever began Perses liftedkitten Pressed onto the bed and held down, panic consu to be it I knew it The drea used as a universal power adapter--

"Don’t be afraid," Cronus rasped, his eyes lighting up as he placed a bony hand against my sternum "The pain is only temporary"

~

Seth

Basil stood beside where I sat, his hands clasped together in front of him There wasn’t a speck of dust on his white clothes He waited in silence The damnable chair I sat in was al honest withto do, it was a throne It was the only chair in what used to be the sitting room A dais had been built at some point and that hat the chair sat upon

So, yeah, a dahtened on the titaniuain Eyes closed, I pictured Hyperion’s face and letup all my senses, I searched for him in the darkness