Reyna was no ordinary person. She was no ordinary demi-god. She was no ordinary Praetor. She was made of something else. She was made of fire and storm and nothing could stop her.
Nico had all but passed out. He was dead on his feet. He could not move, could not speak and for all the nerves that wracked through his body, could not even lift his own head up. Athena Parthenos was lodged on top of a building with Coach Gleeson still tangled in the ropes around her. Reyna had cut herself and Nico free of the ropes and landed on the ground.
Nico's injuries from his time with Giants had opened up. The bastards had whipped Nico's back with some sort of barbed whips that pretty much shredded the skin and muscle on his back. After rescuing him from the Jar, the heroes had managed to stitch up his back but thanks to the exertion of this cross continental shadow travel, the stitches had all but burst open. Nico, ever the self-sacrificing hero, still persevered and continued to lug the statue across the world.
Reyna only managed to take her eyes off the spreading bloodstain across the back of his t-shirt when she heard a low whine from her dogs. She looked at what had made her war dogs whine when she saw four bloodhounds at the end of the road. The term no longer suited these beasts. They were the size of a small elephant and were racing at the heroes at break neck speed.
Reyna caught the remaining rope and secured a barely conscious Nico onto her back. He was in a lot of pain but refused to pass out. She felt a tinge of affection towards the young boy. Even with his back streaking with blood, exhaustion crushing his soul, he refused to give in. "That's my boy." She thought. "Giving up is not an option."
She straightened up as Nico secured his tired arms around her shoulders. She readied two daggers in her one hand and her spear in the other.
Once within in range, she threw the daggers at two blood hounds and nailed them in between the eyes. They immediately burst into monster dust.
Then there were two, now scarily close. She aimed her spear at one bloodhound and impaled it through the brute's throat.
Finally, there was one left. She pulled out her sword and ran towards the monster.