Рет қаралды 579
Percy Jackson had faced many monsters before, but none like Typhon. The sky was dark with swirling clouds as Annabeth, Grover, and I stood on the rocky hillside, staring up at the gigantic storm giant. Typhon’s roars echoed through the mountains, and lightning flashed around his monstrous form.
"This is bad, Percy," Annabeth said, her voice trembling. "Really, really bad."
"Yeah, no kidding," I replied, gripping my sword, Riptide, tightly. "But we’ve got to stop him. If he gets to Olympus, it's over."
Grover bleated nervously beside us, his eyes wide. "I don’t know, guys. Maybe we should call for backup?"
"We don’t have time, Grover," Annabeth said, shaking her head. "Typhon is already on the move. We have to slow him down."
Taking a deep breath, I stepped forward. "Okay, I’ll distract him. Annabeth, you figure out a way to trap him. Grover, you keep an eye out for any more monsters."
"Be careful, Seaweed Brain," Annabeth said, giving me a worried look.
I nodded and sprinted toward Typhon. The ground shook with every step he took, and the wind whipped around me, making it hard to see. I raised Riptide and shouted, "Hey, Typhon! Over here!"
The giant turned, his eyes blazing with fury. "Who dares to challenge Typhon?" he bellowed, his voice rumbling like thunder.
"Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon!" I yelled back. "And I’m here to stop you!"
Typhon laughed, a sound that made the rocks tremble. "You are but a flea to me, demigod. I will crush you!"
I dodged as Typhon swiped at me with a massive hand, barely avoiding his grasp. "You’ll have to catch me first!" I taunted, trying to keep his attention on me.
Meanwhile, I saw Annabeth darting around, her eyes scanning the ground. She picked up a long, coiled rope and began tying it to some nearby boulders. Grover played his reed pipes, trying to calm the raging winds, but it was clear he was struggling.
"Percy, over here!" Annabeth shouted.
I glanced back and saw she had set up a makeshift tripwire between two large rocks. I nodded and sprinted towards her, Typhon hot on my heels. Just as I reached the trap, I dove out of the way.
"Now, Annabeth!" I yelled.
Annabeth pulled the rope tight, and Typhon, not seeing the trap, stumbled forward. He tripped over the wire and crashed to the ground with a deafening roar.
"We did it!" Grover cheered, dancing around.
"For now," Annabeth said, panting. "But we need to move. Typhon won’t stay down for long."
I helped her up, and we ran, the echoes of Typhon’s roars following us as we made our escape. It wasn’t over, but we had bought some time. And for now, that was enough.