They turned onto the quiet street, surrounded by cars and sleeping pedestrians. Then, they heard it. A slight scraping, like dragging a knife against rocks, so faint, they weren't even sure they heard it. Then they heard the perfect pace of an army marching in synch. A few Hermes kids sprung into action, hiding behind cars like some cheesy action or spy movie as they strafed stealthily. They made it to a court yard just outside the Brooklyn Bridge City Hall, and hid in the hedges. Then, they saw them. The army.
Marching towards them, the first line dracanae, snake women who, from the waist up, look like women with green, scaly skin, and yellow, reptilian eyes, but below the waist, instead of legs, they have massive snake bodies they use to almost walk with. They're armed with javelins and small oval shields that bear the symbol of Kronos, marching in a phalanx formation; shields locked and spears out, making an impenetrable wall that only the best of archers, the most well-placed bombs, and the bravest of demigods could break. Behind them, two lines of giant Cyclopes, one-eyed humanoid beasts, averaging at least ten feet tall, with enough strength to smash through one of the buildings with ease, wearing crude chain mail and carrying clubs the size of trees, crude swords sharp and strong enough to cut through the supports of the very bridge they were marching on, and battle axes as large as the cars around them. At the back of the army, several hellhounds prowled eagerly, dying to get some new 'chew toys'.
Several Hermes campers paled at the sight, but Elijah grinned. He was something of a hyper active adrenaline junkie, even for demigods, and he couldn't wait to try out his pack of Greek fire bombs that were in his enchanted satchel that made it bigger on the inside on the approaching phalanx. He motioned to Travis, who was led the cabin to the bridge, and he pulled out one bomb. If they messed up, it would get pretty ugly, pretty fast. Then again, it's going to get ugly, period, regardless if the plan goes smoothly, which almost never happens for demigods.
He tossed a bomb to Travis, then motioned to one of the cars that the phalanx would have to go through to advance. Travis stealthily went about planting the bomb, while Elijah did the same to a spot on the street lane divider. The plan was, when the phalanx got to the cars, the bombs would go off simultaneously, taking out most of the line, and scattering the rest, which could also be taken out by shrapnel or flying glass or weapons.
The rest of the Hermes hid in buildings along the street, waiting for the explosive cue. The army was closing in, and Travis was done, but Elijah was having a little trouble with his. Not because he didn't know how to work it, but he was trying to attach it to a trip wire, to make a more devastating explosion, since they'd have to walk right by it to detonate it. Thing is, the wire didn't want to attach, and he really didn't have time to put it together properly. By the time he got past the first half of the task, the army was almost on top of the cars. He quickly wired and placed it, then ducked behind one of the pillars of the City Hall building. Not a second later, he heard explosions, and debris flew everywhere. A helmet had even embedded itself in the wall across from his hiding spot.
He heard screams and windows shattering, and peered around the pillar. The army was in disarray, and, it was in this chaos, that Elijah snuck from his hiding spot. There were several little fires burning, some on flailing dracanae. He locked eyes with Travis across the street, and motioned that this was supposed to be the part where they begin to kill the everything. He drew his sword, which he had dubbed "Lepída," and entered the chaotic fray.
His first targets were those that remained of the phalanx. Thankfully, that wasn't many, though it would be if they stopped running and reformed the line. He stabbed one relatively fine one through the back, her shriek alerting the others of his presence, before she exploded into the sulfuric dust that monsters turn into upon death. One Cyclops swung his excessively large club at Elijah, and he rolled out of the way just in time, slicing the brute's calf as he goes by, causing it to fall to one knee. As he's about to strike a finishing blow, another grabs him by the neck and pins him against the wall, making his vision blur. The Cyclops pulls his weapon arm back, and Elijah shuts his eyes, awaiting the blow.
Then Travis and the rest of the half of Hermes came out of hiding, effectively saving Elijah's hide, since a throwing knife goes straight through the Cyclops' throat, pouring blood and dust from the wound, and he drops both his weapon and his quarry, clutching at his neck before bursting into dust, as well. Elijah takes a second to breathe, before rolling to his fallen sword, picking it up and thrusting it into the chest of a nearby dracanae, the last of the line, as the Hermes Cabin made short work of the other scrambling snake-women. Now onto the close to twenty Cyclopes, and the five or so hellhounds.
Lanie, one of the Hermes girls with an exceptional talent for archery, sent an arrow straight between the eyes of a hellhound, and then another into the knee of a Cyclops, and Elijah sliced it's throat as he ran at the commander, a taller Cyclops with a battleaxe and proper armor, and a single red eye full of hate and bloodlust. Normally, this would be suicide, but, despite looking like he could pick up a full size house and toss it across a football field, his cumbersome armor and unnecessarily large battleaxe slowed him down immensely.
Elijah rolled under the swing of the battleaxe, and between the Cyclops' legs, and stabbing at a weak point behind his knees. The monster staggered, before whipping the handle of the axe down, hitting Elijah's helmeted head and sending him skidding across the pavement. Thankfully, his armor was strong enough to keep his head from cracking like an egg, though he did get pretty dizzy, and it also protected him from serious injury while he tumbled across the road. He shook his head, and sensed a presence behind him. He turned quickly and found himself face to face with a sedan-sized hellhound, its red eyes fixed on him.
The hellhound tensed and pounced. Elijah rolled to the right, out of the way of the beast, and quickly stood, his sword in his hand. He dodged the second attack of the hellhound, and slices at it as it passes, and it explodes into dust and shadow with a yelp.
He sees in the reflection from the window in the shop in front of him the commander Cyclops, about to take off Elijah's head. He leaps back, towards the Cyclops, turning in air as he does. Just as he does this, the Cyclops swung his axe at where Elijah's head used to be. Elijah swings his sword at an unprotected part in the inside of the Cyclops' right elbow, the sharp blade of Lepída, and the force of the Cyclops' swinging combining to sever its right arm completely off at the elbow. The Cyclops yelled in pain and anger, and the axe flew from the Cyclops' left hand, cutting entirely through a hellhound and embedding itself in the chest of another Cyclops (the only remaining, thanks to the efficient work of the Hermes Cabin), and the commander sank to his knees, defeated.
Satisfied, Elijah took off its head and turned to the force. He saw a shadow move, and threw Lepída in its direction, hard, sending the bronze blade hurdling tip over handle towards the hellhound as it came out of the shadow travel, catching it in the chest before it could attack anyone.