You had been on that fatal mission to Mount Tamalpais along with Percy and others, and Nico hasn't forgiven any of you for the death of Bianca.

You and a group of demigods defended the camp as long as you could. Chaos raged around, monsters everywhere, slowly taking over.

There was a glimpse of steel, and only your reflexes saved you as you dashed aside. Nico stood before you, his eyes narrowed as he held his scythe, ready for another attack.

" Well, well, well. Isn't this our hero. "