It was time the two weeks had pass and now they got ready for battle. In this time Percy had trained nonstop so he could even stand a chance against some of the better trained warriors he also took a bow from the weapons rack this one was superb for him light but still had a hefty draw the string was made from something he did not know what it was but it was perfect for his stile the wood was ebony black perfect for hiding or standing in the open it was roughly a meter in length. He had also found some discarded armour (cover gear) it was simple and had a red lion on the chests white cloth over chainmail and padding along with a lightly engraved helm.
In the two weeks thousands had flocked to Othrys so many the rooms could not hold them it was rumored plans had changed for what the combat trial would be.
The call came but moments ago and yet he already had his armour prepared the quiver full with thirty arrows strapped on his belt a hook sword (without the hook) of three and a half feet strapped to his back. As well as the dagger he had taken off of the corpse which he had modified layering the metal into the shape of a sword breaker while maintaining one sharp edge and twelve throwing daggers along his belt.
The call hadn't just been for one room but all of them every room. now the arena massive as it was was crowded with armoured weapon wielding maniacs all of whom where ready to tear each other apart.
Kronos himself walked up onto the stage "greetings all I am glad you came to this celebration of my age now you will fight as we had told you before but due to the immense amount of people here we must raise our line now it will not be one on one duels no it shall be a riot all of you every man for himself last ten alive shall proceed to the next round the bell will signal the beginning and the end now go".
A loud ring could be heard from all corners of the stadium and moments later a scream of pain as the first man died He barely had time to duck below the blade of a great axe as the man next to him swung dodging to the side he flicked a dagger into the mans eye before retreating as far as possible from combat and firing with deadly accuracy into the eyes of his enemy's killing them with ease and little risk to himself.
One got past his arrows and thrust forward with a rapier only to have it snapped like a twig and his throat opened by the sword breaker. He continued to shoot until his quiver ran dry at which point he discarded his bow and unsheathed his blade dashing into the fray.
His blade slicing through flesh and chain alike a layer of wind around the blade completely invisible and deadly when they got to close for the blade they where killed with either a swift slash of the sword breaker or a strike from the dagger like pommel.
Perseus lost himself in this he was untouchable each strike he glided around each shield took mere moments to overwhelm each enemy an ant to be crushed there where some who stood out but none worthy of note.
When there was but a handful Percy started to awake from his dreamlike state. He was facing off against a well known half-blood Brakon Scorn son of Pallas the man was a giant of seven feet compared to Percy's six feet three inches. Brakon wielded a spear of the same height with ease swinging it and twirling it as if it were lighter than air for titans sake even the haft was made of metal.
The goliath thrust forward and Percy barely managed to move out of the way only to duck moments later as the spear was swing like a club and nearly took his head off. This dance continued each one vying for the superior distance and yet only managing to remain in limbo until Brakon lowered his guard for a split second but more than enough for Perseus to take full advantage rushing in and thrusting up under Brakon's armpit. Only to be launched back by Brakon's leg kicking out the force behind that more than enough to brake a rib the landing broke another.
Looking around in his disorienentated state Percy saw to his left a dead man a bow discarded and a quiver two arrows left. Rolling to the side he both avoided the spear that was thrust where he was but moments ago and managed to grab an arrow and the bow. He was once again thrown a mile backing this time by the spear being swung like a bat into his side. He dragged himself to his feet and raised the arrow piercing threw Brakon's throat.
Perseus stumbled to the arrow taking the final shot from the quiver he looked around another was coming at him wielding his sword he snapped off a shot as a reflex and it flew only to stop mere inches from her eye and slammed into the ground alongside all of the weapons as the bell rang they were the last ten out of hundreds.
"Congratulations you have passed the first stage you will be allowed to remain upon mount Othrys for the remainder of this stage and continue to train and socialize with your fellow victors now gather your chosen weapons and leave the field anything that remains will be destroyed and once more congratulations".
Walking over he collected his sword than paused to take a look at the fallen warrior who's bow he still held only to be shocked when it turned out to be Orion "bad day to try out archery asshole".
He sheathed his blade and checked his sword breaker safely back on his hip. He than walked out alongside the girl he nearly shot just seconds ago.
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