So, let's see. A murderous ghost; vs four magicians, eight demigods and a Titan's kid. One of these magicians is also the god of death. Four of these demigods are children of The Big Three, and one has the blessing of Poseidon. I liked our odds. Unfortunately, there were spells only Setne could use, so we're kind of screwed on that. He shielded himself, so Walt couldn't mummy-wrap the guy. He also wasn't wearing the Ribbons of Hathor, so Sadie was yelling 'Tas!' for no reason. He disappeared when Jason shot lightning, and let objects pass through him, so Riptide wasn't any good. If only we had Nico di Angelo. He could force him to stay still or solid. Wait. Nico. Why hadn't I thought about him? I kicked up the storm, which then ripped Frank's purple shirt off. That guy is built like a telephone pole, I swear.
"Percy! Get Mrs. O'Leary here now!" I yelled over the wind. He nodded and blew this bronze whistle Leo made. Sure enough, the dog bounded towards us.
"What now?" he yelled.
"Get her to get Nico! It's the only way to win!" I yelled back.
She shadow-traveled away, and left us to fight. I knew this wouldn't work, but we tried desperately to hold off Setne. Carter activated his avatar and tried to step on him. Even Piper's charmspeak didn't work. She was trying to tell him to sleep, but it didn't work. He wasn't flammable, so Leo did no good, even when surrounded by white-hot flames. Calypso was singing a ancient song to give us power, but even that wasn't working fast enough. He just stood there and laughed at our expense. There was a momentary darkness, and a hellhound the size of a Hummer H1 plowed through with a teenager dressed in black riding on top. Nico di Angelo had arrived.
