Remy grit his teeth as he stormed back to his cabin slamming the door behind him, “Curse the gods!” He exclaimed to much of the dismay of the campers at Camp Half-Blood.

He had recently received word one of his best friends had died during a quest and Remy was still pissed despite his friends death being almost perfectly prophesied. The son of Aphrodite already had a short temper, and this had lit it.