Moo, said the Ophiotaurus in his sphere of water.

 

"We'll find out soon," I said.

 

Just then the doors of the throne room swung open. Thalia marched in. Her bow

was snapped in half and her quiver was empty.

 

"You've got to get down there," she told us. "The enemy is advancing. And Kronos

is leading them."

 

EIGHTEEN

 

MY PARENTS GO COMMANDO

 

By the time we got to the street, it was too late.

 

Campers and Hunters lay wounded on the ground. Clarisse must've lost a fight

with a Hyperborean giant, because she and her chariot were frozen in a block of

ice. The centaurs were nowhere to be seen.

 

Either they'd panicked and ran or they'd been disintegrated.

 

The Titan army ringed the building, standing maybe twenty feet from the doors.

Kronos's vanguard was in the lead: Ethan Nakamura, the dracaena queen in her

green armor, and two Hyperboreans. I didn't see Prometheus. The slimy weasel was