The silence had settled over them. It was an old acquaintance of Nico, and he usually took solace in it. In not having to talk to anyone for the fear he may slip up. But now, silence reminded him of air, thick and heavy, remorse-filled air that he just wanted to escape from.
Be brave, Nico told himself.
It was Piper who broke the silence first.
It had been just over half a year since the fall of Gaea and the giants. But something isn't right. The prophecy just doesn't seem complete. And with the dissappearances, or perhaps deaths, of some of the minor gods and Hecate, there may soon be worse things to fight than even the giants. The humans are catching on. The mist is fading, and with every side against the other, no one is safe.