PJO IS NOT MINE!
Heartless POV
Over the next few days, Poseidon had been getting better, stronger, we can't see his ribs any more, and Wolf's been training him with a sword. His swordsmanship is pretty good, even Wolf was impressed.
Wolf's been getting worse. He hasn't slept since a week and a half ago when he passed out. The worst part is he's gotten paranoid. We haven't been attacked by monsters since Hephaestus' encounter, and it's making him worried.
We were walking down a road one night, when Wolf stopped. Then I heard it, the scrapping of claws on pavement. He turned back to me, and I nodded. I nodded to Dragon, and we led the gods into the woods next to the road.
After we hid all the gods, I turned back to see Wolf. He was standing in the middle of the road, battle ready. All of a sudden, I heard a growl and 50 hellhounds followed by 20 dracaena jumped out of the forest on the other side of the pavement.
They attacked, but Wolf fended them off. One hellhound was sneaking up to him, but Wolf didn't seem to notice. Dragon burst out of the trees and attacked the hellhound. Then Aphrodite, followed by Hephaestus, joined the fray. Eventually, we were all in the fight, and the battle quickly ended.
I was surprised. Out of all the gods, Aphrodite, Hephaestus, and Dionysus were the best, followed closely by Poseidon and Athena. All of them weren't too bad for their first real fight, but now that Wolf has seen their skills in battle, he knows how far he can push them.
I gave them a pitying look, which they were confused about, and we started walking again. Mount Othrys, here we come.