The Apollo campers send me to the infirmary for a few days, ugh. I hate that place, no privacy, always smelling like blood, not to mention it's boring there. I ignore them and go to the arena for some sword practice, as I walk I repeat the prophecy that Lupa told me over and over again, what could it mean. I give up and grab a sword, heading over to the death sentenced straw dummies. As I hack away at them I don't realize Percy walking up to me. He touches me on the shoulder and I almost chop his finger off. "Sorry," I mutter, looking down at the ravaged dummies. He just smiles and gestures for me to follow him, we walk in silence until we get to the north woods. He hands me a sword and shield before running in. I run in after him and catch him staring straight ahead. I tap him on the shoulder but he just brushes me off. I look were he's pointing, and then I see it.