Necromancy
Nico shivered as he walked into the cemetery. He could sense the dead and souls that still lingered within the massive place. Not that it really bothered him anyway, he was after all the Ghost King. It didn't take long to find the too familiar grave of Bianca. It was time to work his Necromancy magic. "Don't you think it's time to let her rest?" he heard behind him. "Easy for you to say..." He muttered. For the longest time, Bianca was all he ever had. "I know Nico." Percy murmured quietly into his ear as he wrapped his arms around Nico from behind. "I just miss her..." Percy kissed the top of his head, tightening his hold on the younger boy as the sobs began.