I fought like a demon. I felt like one too. All around me monster fell. Their heads or hands missing and then with roars, grunts and wails they would disperse into golden dust.
Gold; the colour of monster dust, my new armour and of my eyes when I was fighting, or so people said.
More monsters came and with more devastating strikes from riptide they fell. Beside me stood father, his trident was a blur, a snarl on his face.
He saw me looking and his face soften into the fatherly smile he always gave me. But when he rammed his trident into a Cyclops chest it ruined the effect.
"How are you doing?" He shouted over the noise.
"Fine." I replied.
"We need to find polybotes." He urged
I nodded. It was the plan. The gods had to choose their favourite or best child and then in the battle they and their chosen son or daughter would hunt down the giant born to kill them. In Poseidon case, Polybotes.
"Follow me."
I and father began to cut a line through the battlefield. Hacking and slashing through Monsters and pushing past demi-god.
Polybotes wasn't exactly that hard to miss. He was a towering figure, 30 feet's tall, wearing rusty, old armour and his hair was a sick seaweed colour, For a weapon, he was carrying a net and a trident. I had been warned by father that he poisoned the tips of it.
Going on my tiptoe, I ran you to him and stabbed him in the leg, then took my sword out. He screamed and looked round, his stare landing on Poseidon.
Poseidon waved. Polybotes still hadn't noticed me and I want to keep it that way.
Closing my eyes, I lifted my hand into the air. Water flew into my hand and formed the shape of a trident. Like father had shown me, I harden it into ice and then into silver metal.
I sheathed riptide, raised my other hand and did the same. Now with two trident in my hand, I took a leap and rammed the first trident in polybotes leg. He howled. A loud, pain-filled high-pitch scream.
I managed to hold on but just quite. Poseidon had started to fight polybotes. Even though polybotes towered over Poseidon and was stronger, Poseidon was faster and had more agility.
While the fight carried on, I climb up the giant back. When I had reached his shoulder, I threw away one of the trident and grappled on of his strands of hair. He must have started to notice me because he started to wave and thrashed his head about in panic.
I jumped, took a swing at his neck and with hawk-eye I cut opened his neck veins.
Golden blood flowed, no, poured out of the wound. Polybotes fell to his knees, his hand trying with no success to stop the blood. I let go of the hair and flew through the air, landing directly on my feet.
As polybotes fell, he sweeps the ground with his trident. I jump over it.
Behind me there was crash and a mushroom cloud of dust rose and envelopes my in it hands.