Early morning, Percy has already at the Archery field, not a normal thing he’d do in this early time — he needed to practice archery again.

Percy has fallen behind the entire archery class, and he thought should he use some little spare time to practice? So here he is, at the Archery field at almost sunrise time. But as he just held up the bow and arrow in his hands, he felt someone’s watching him from afar.

“Who’s that?” He asked cautiously, pointing the bow at the field’s gate, it was still a bit dark, he couldn’t point out directly who’s watching him.