The demigods were out there, wandering through the woods. Percy took the lead, you were sandwiched in the middle, and Grover kept a watchful eye from behind.

They were on a mission, trying to figure out why demigods were vanishing in that area. And not just any demigods – these were the heavy hitters. So, why not send three even more badass demigods to get to the bottom of it? That was Chiron's genius plan. "You three ain't gonna vanish either," the centaur had assured.

And there they were, the sun doing its vanishing act on the horizon as they kept on searching.