Author's note: Hello, you have chosen Clarisse, i hope you will enjoy this chapter and this will be in normal POV.

The arrow pierced through Clarisse's handcuffs, in which she kicked stryker in the stomach and balled her fists at Luke.

"Just you and me, Castellan!" she growled, jumping from side to side.

"If you think you can defeat me without weapons, then you're nothing but a fool!" The revenant growled, he waved his hand at his revenant allies. They all glared at the gunslinger.

"You better when this, Ares." He sighed, pointing a finger at Clarisse.

"Korean BBQ if you survive this." the fighting demigod offered, cracking her knuckles.

"Deal." The gunslinger took off running with pissed off revenants chasing him. Clarisse turned around to see Luke rubbing the blade of backbiter.

"No weapons?" He sympathetically asked, giving her a look of bloodlust.

"Just a dagger, it'll show I'm not a little punk with fancy toys!" She returned, pulling out an army knife from her leg sheath.

Luke grinned as he twisted his scythe around with arrogance before bring it down to the ground.

"Let's begin"

Clarisse tackled Luke to the ground and began bashing his head to the ground, the revenant spat on her face before using his sword to slash at her arms. Luckily, the armour on Clarisse lessened the pain but it was still bleeding. Clarisse waited for Luke charge at her, in which she sidestepped and had him in head lock. She headbutted him twice and flipped him to the ground. Luke pulled out backbiter and began striking at the various parts at her body like her chest and shoulder. She carefully avoided the strikes before clutching Luke's waist and throwing him over her head like a pro-wrestler.

"Man! That was awesome! You gotta teach me some of them tricks!" Leo cheered, he still struggled in the magic handcuffs. Clarisse turned around to glare at Leo, diverting her attention to the son of Hephaestus.

"You BARELY pay attention to my wrestling classes." She growled before Luke commenced to trip her with the scythe and brought it close to her leg. Thank god for his terrible aim, Luke narrowly missed her calf. Clarisse adapted to her situation and kicked Luke in the face in which she decided to commence a brutal on slaughter on her foe. Despite her vows of staying with just hand to hand combat, she decided to summon her electric spear and jabbed it right in the centre of his ribcage; Luke suffered an electric shock and he could feel it cooking his bones. Then when Luke was stumbling a bit, Clarisse prepared herself and ran towards Castellan, colliding with his face and neck and once he landed on the ground she jumped in the air and crushed his legs.

"Get up, punk." She snarled.

Due to the distortion of the universe, it didn't prevent Luke from fighting. He got up and summoned his spear to generate a large shockwave, throwing her off balance. He spun the scythe around three times and ended the strike with his sword jabbing into her abdomen. Luke chuckled and looked upwards and saw Clarisse's death glare. She was radiating a green aura, his face of arrogance altered to a face of shock, coming to the conclusion she had summon her father's help. She pulled out her dagger and stabbed him painfully in the chest three times before bulldozing him to the ground. Luke groaned with pain but breakdanced his way back to the top, successfully kicking off the warrior. He growled with anger and brought his scythe to collide with the top of Clarisse's brain to stun her a bit before slide kicking her. She grabbed his leg and flipped him to one side, then flipped him again and did it three more times before kicking him in the face to send him across the battlefield.

"Huh, you're good for being such a wuss and relying on your dad." Luke mocked, wiping the blood off his mouth. Clarisse clenched her teeth and kept her guard up, even if she was going to kick his butt without using anything but her bare fists and dagger, how was she going to pull it off. He could've easily bisected her with that giant scythe of his and no doubt Ares' blessing was going to wear off soon.

Finally the son of Hermes charged with his giant scythe in the air, as if it was about to cut her in two pieces, she waited for the right moment.

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She dodged it at the last minute before grabbing his collar, unexpectedly a bucket of water appeared next to her. She ducked his head inside the bucket and kicked his body for three times before pulling his unconscious body out. After Luke stumbled up, he saw a giant wooden branch collide his face, ultimately completing the job.

"And that's how you save the world." She grinned, cracking her knuckles. She ran to nico and broke the bounds

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