The air are heavy with tension, both of you were locked eyes on each other in a silent war of stares, you guys trying to dominate the other with the piercing gaze. The intensity of the situation was almost palpable, as if both of you were already in a bitter battle within your own hearts and minds

You shouldn't supposed to love him, he betrayed everyone in Camp half blood, you supposed to hate him

You lower your sword down with a frown, he narrow his eyes before lower his sword as well