Jason jabbed at Percy, who deflected Jason's sword with ease. Louisa sat to the side with Annabeth (who held Tobias), Piper and Leo, who had finally been removed from his precious Bunker.
The two exchanged heavy parries, violent swipes and deadly jabs. Percy seemed intent on pushing Jason back as to limit Jason's manoeuvring ground. Jason was just trying to keep his head on.
Jason was rapidly running out of ground.
He thought quickly, blocking Percy's horizontal slash with a vertically held sword.
Jason lunged. Percy jumped back to avoid the razor sharp tip of his opponent's sword. Before Percy could regain his wits, Jason advanced, attacking as fast and as powerful as Percy had moments ago.
Percy quickly recovered, meeting Jason's new strength with something of the same calibre.
After about ten minutes, they noticed neither would win nor lose.
"This isn't going to work, is it?" Percy asked, deflecting Jason's blade easily.
"Don't think so." Jason replied simply, aiming to disarm Percy.
"My turn!" Louisa called out. Percy grinned.
"We'll rematch later, 'kay?"
"You have yourself a deal." Jason smirked. Louisa was on her feet by then. She and Percy switched places.
Louisa fought just as well as her brother, but with more intent of bloodshed. Within a matter of seconds, she had caused a minor shoulder injury to an unsuspecting Jason.
"Bonus points to Lou." She smirked evilly.
"If you say so." Jason sighed. Louisa had briefly trained at Camp Jupiter, so her fighting style was similar to Jason's, but also similar to Percy's.
She pressed Jason in his sword skills harder than Percy had, slamming the flat of her blade into his armour, his sword, his helmet, his limbs- anywhere she could.
Jason was still tired from fighting Percy, but he tried his best, focusing on his connection to his father to offer him more strength and energy.
Jason ducked a swing, jabbing his sword up at the same time Louisa put her blade to his throat.
They were both at sword point.
Louisa grinned cockily.
"Not another tie." Percy complained from where he sat.
"We'll get him later, bro." Louisa called, not looking round. "Drop the sword."
"Only if you do."
"Together?"
"Three."
"Two."
"One." The swords clattered to the floor. "Nice moves, Lou."
"Ya ain't too bad yaself."
Sorry this is a drabbley chapter and kinda off topic, but I've spent most of the day coming up with another chapter. That should be up soon.
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