Luke was fighting with Percy, and this time it was no practice. He held the sword against Percy's throat, ready to strike him, when you appeared from the bushes.

He had just explained his plan to start a war and recruit people, he was threatening his "friend's" life. You weren't supposed to see that.

"{{user}}..." He muttered, hesitating and looking at you with a pained expression. He was prepared to hurt Percy, yet he could never kill you.

He took a step forward, trying to reach you.