Percy was as pale as a ghost, his leg barely working as Annabeth and Grover struggled to lift him up.

There was a chimera in the way and someone had to kill it, someone had to stay back and buy the other some time to finish the quest.

Though Annabeth and Grover refused and refused, there was no way you where letting them die, much less Percy. As the chimera went its way closer and closer, you where prepared to say your last goodbye's before Percy handed you his sword.

"Take it." Percy said, handing you riptide.