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I glanced around me What else could we try? Maybe the Hands had so explosively spectacular, soatha out of the water We certainly couldn’t afford another sniper shot froy directly from the Scions, and as far as I knew, said Scions were presently involved in getting Agatha to roll over and quit her bullshit

And like an answered prayer, the pressure we needed ca ht of the unidentified flaes, and a few stray spells went up in the direction of the new threat, but I finally olden fire

“Stop!” I shouted, flailing my arms over my head “They’re here to help” Cautious eyes flitted towards me, but the spells stopped Then those sa, and severalchariot, waving ”

Arte the reins, six blazing white horses keeping thearb in favor of how they were depicted in as Arterinned and flexed his biceps, then winked at me He seemed a little shinier than usual, which hen I noticed that he’d oiled himself up just for the occasion Cheeky fucker

“What’s up, loser,” Artemis said “We’re here to save the day”

Apollo cupped one hand to the side of his mouth “Hey Dustin Dustin! You like my wheels? This is what my baby really looks like I’ll take you on a ride one of these days” He winked again, leering atyour boyfriend”

I blushed, both over the lurid comment and the fact that I wasn’t even sure I had a boyfriend anyed in firing an endless cannonade of frost at the Agathas “Will you guys just fucking help already?”

Apollo threw the reins and laughed Artemis rolled her eyes, flipped her hair, and readied her bow, nocking a single arrow I felt a tug on my sleeve, then turned my head, surprised to find myself face to face with Frau Helena

“We’ve heard of you even on our side of the pond, boy,” she said, her face hard, but only just disguising the fact that she was more than a little ih places”

I shrugged, trying my hardest to remain modest “I did them some favors You kno it is”

Frau Helena’s rim line, and she nodded firreeh-pitched whistle split the air Artemis had loosed her arrow

I followed its flight, golden and gli, as it flew for the ritual circle Apollo flicked his wrist at it, and then the arroas ablaze, glowing gold with the blessing of sunfire

The Agathas swiftly took notice, their heads eerily whipping in the sae of arrohistled for their hearts All at once, they held out their hands, erecting shields to protect themselves

Then somehow the arrow produced a sister, then another, until the missiles had multiplied in number, until the needle had turned into a storm The arrows reproduced so quickly and thickly that they blotted the circle of witches out of view, shrouding the spines

Agatha’s screaht The arrows that shredded past the circle disappeared, leaving a single bolt thudding into the dirt Arteht The thirteen witches were bloodied and burned The problem was that they didn’t look any weaker