//°The Horse and The Infant - Jorge Rivera-Herrans°//

The final battle against Kronos.

You, Percy and another few campers were reunited in the empty street of Manhattan. while the mortals were asleep under the spell of Morpheus. You, Percy, Thalia and Annabeth were standing in front of the campers, ready to go on with the battle. Percy stepped forward, his voice determinated and commanding, but still calm and firm.

"Alright my brothers, listen closely, tonight we make Kronos army pay. Five years of war, they've killed us slowly. But now we'll be the ones who slay."

Thalia also chimed in, gesturing with her hand around the city.

"Think of your friends and your siblings. Your mortal families wonder where you've been. They're growing old and yet you're still here. Do what we say and you'll see them again."

The campers nodded, raising their weapons and cheering in chorus.

Annabeth, the strategic as always, started giving everyones strategic position.

"Athena's cabin will lead the charge. Ares' cabin will flank the guards. Hephaestus' cabin will let our mates through the gates to protect the whole city at large. The hunters and Apollo's cabin will shoot any ambush attack. Pollux will stay back. Will, heal the campers and protect them. Clarisse, avenge Silena, kill Kronos' army."

Pollux protested from the crowd while everyone cheered and prepared to strike.