LXXVII- 77
Percy
So useless. Percy thought. All I can do is lay here while my friend fights for all of us. He was just starting to blink away all the black spots and tears from his eyes when he watched the fight unfold. Something had to be done. Leo couldn't just die. Percy wasn't going to let the lost blood go to waste.
"We can do this together, Leo!" Percy croaked. A wall seemed to shatter in front of Leo's eyes. He looked over.
"Surround her with a sphere of fire so she can't escape!" Percy groaned. He barely had strength for one last attack. As a son of Poseidon, he could control water. All liquid contains water.
"What are you planning?" Pasiphae sneered. "It's not going to work!" She tried to sound confident, but Percy could hear a hint of fear in her voice.
As if he was conducting an orchestra, Leo moved his hands and created a sphere of fire around Pasiphae. It blocked Percy's view. This would just have to be a lucky shot. Using all his concentration, he imagined the pool of Leo's blood on the floor. He froze the blood into blades and shot them towards Pasiphae (he hoped). She could have blocked the blood knives, but her magic was weakening too. Screams of agony from inside the fire bubble filled Percy's ears. It probably worked.
"How pathetic!" Shrieks of pain exploded from inside the sphere. "I can't die like this! Leaving before I get revenge on you demigod scums! I'm warning you, someone out there will get you when I couldn't!"
Just then, Leo fell to his knees, unconscious. The flame barrier died along with Leo's strength. Percy was afraid Pasiphae hadn't died, but he could see that she was clearly dead once the fire disappeared. Red ice stuck up from her chest, along with more blood pooled around her body. As the ceiling started to crack, Percy fainted. His last view was a chunk of concrete falling from above.
