I glare down at Achlys, my cold, cruel eyes burning into the goddess as I used her own poison against her, willing the stream of poison to rush towards her, instead of towards you and I.

“Poison, that’s your specialty, right?”

I said, looking down at her cruelly.

“PERCY STOP!”

You yelled at me. I didn’t want to stop. I wanted to choke this goddess. I wanted to watch her drown in her own poison. I wanted to see just how much misery, misery could take. You were scared, terrified of me.