Nico had been about to sneak into the fourth room when he heard the music abruptly die. His blood pumped rapidly when he heard a voice call out from the main room. Nico peered around the corner of the hallway and groaned at the scene unfolding, Percy was standing nose to nose with Paris of Troy and they both sported a large smirk; if Nico was honest with himself that smirk made him want to punch both of them in the face. "Why did you come here ugly boy?", Paris spit the words into Percy's face, knowing they were a lie. Nico expected Percy to snap at the man, but all he did was slowly smile.
"Honestly Paris you know why I'm here let's get this over with.", Percy's voice was so cold that Nico felt the air temperature drop. When he looked around everything liquid had frozen solid and when Nico glanced out of the window he saw that it was snowing. A thought slid across Nico's mind, I wonder if the natives even know what that is. He shook the thought and focused once again on the two men in the center of the room. By this time all of the girls had cleared off the floor and now Percy and Paris were standing six paces apart and glaring at each other. Percy stood solid as stone while Paris charged at him, luckily for his friend Nico was quick to action and started pulling up tiny rocks to keep the other man off balance.
Nico waited for the typical appreciative glance and half smile that he always got for doing something awesome, but it didn't come this time. Percy didn't even glance his direction; he didn't even try to find out where Nico was. All he did was laugh, without humor, at Paris as the older man stumbled every now and then.
Paris finally swung his sword aiming for Percy's middle, and all Percy did was step back calmly. Nico was about to run out there to be defense as Percy attack, but before he could Percy disarmed Paris and threw their swords to the side of the room closest to Nico. An angry thought flashed in Nico's mind, So he does know where I am! Percy stared hard at Paris and waited for him to throw a punch, which he did three second later and directly into Percy's nose. Blood slowly dripped down Percy's lip, Nico had been slightly disturbed before, but this set his warning sirens on full blast, and instead of being annoyed like usual he smiled and licked his lip clean before smashing his fist into Paris's jaw line. Percy was not trying to quickly dispatch Paris. He was here for blood. His or Paris's? Nico wasn't sure.
