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The trogs led them further into darkness.
There’d always been a comforting glow to the land of the dead. Well, comforting to Nico, at least. But here, far beyond where he’d accidentally been sucked into Tartarus a couple of years ago, that glow was fading.
Perhaps he should have asked Hades about the boundaries of the Underworld. How far did it stretch? Were there other subterranean lands beyond the black walls of Erebos? Other ways into Tartarus that Hades had never talked about? But of course Nico couldn’t have risked posing such questions. He had to accomplish this mission without his father’s knowledge.
If he survived, though, he would ask his father about Tartarus … and so much more.
The mini adventure to Persephone’s garden had mysteriously invigorated Will, but now his newfound energy seemed to be fading. He struggled to keep up. Whenever he fell behind, Hiss-Majesty would zip to his side, offering words of encouragement and nourishing lizard jerky. Nico was glad that at least Hiss-Majesty didn’t try toherd them like the cattle. He didn’t relish the idea of double-time high-stepping all the way to Tartarus.
As they travelled, the shadows became longer. Skeletal cacti stretched their brittle arms towards the acidic clouds overhead. Packs of rogue spirits drifted over the parched land. Where were the spirits headed? What were they doing out here, so far from the fields? At one point, Nico and company had to wait on a low ridge while a pair of drakons moved along a ravine, spitting fire at one another. Nico wondered if somehow he and his companions had already crossed into Tartarus, because it was beginning to feel like it …
‘How much further?’ asked Will, panting. ‘I thought you said it was close.’
‘Just over the next ridge,’ said Screech-Bling. ‘You’ll be able to hear it soon.’
‘Hear what?’ Nico pulled his bomber jacket tighter. All he heard were the whispers of the dead being carried on the cold wind – voices that caressed Nico’s ear, begging for an audience.
‘Not much further,’ said Hiss-Majesty, their voice low. ‘From here, the path is steep. Watch your step.’
Which was precisely when Will fell.
He pitched forward, his left shoulder smacking hard against the dirt, then began rolling downhill like a floppy log.
‘Will!’ Nico cried, which was not his smartest move.
Down in the ravine, the drakons turned their long necks in his direction.
‘Get Will!’ cried Hiss-Majesty. ‘We shall buy you time!’
Both the troglodytes leaped into to action, sprinting straight towards the drakons.
‘Look at me!’ shouted Screech-Bling, waving his arms at the monsters. ‘I am your worst enemy!’
‘I can herd cows!’ yelled Hiss-Majesty.
By the time Nico caught up to Will, the son of Apollo had rolled to a stop on a small plateau about halfway down the hill. Nico knelt next to him, checking him for injuries. Will’s eyes lolled back in his head. His arms were covered in cuts and scrapes.
‘Will!’ Nico resisted the urge to shake him. ‘Will, can you hear me?’
His boyfriend muttered something unintelligible.
Healing wasn’t Nico’s speciality – that was Will’s thing. Nico had a few vials of nectar and squares of ambrosia on him, but he wasn’t sure those would even help. He was about to rummage through Will’s pack for the battery-operated sunlamp when an earsplitting roar rang out. Nico looked up to see both drakons blast Screech-Bling with white-hot fire.
Nico screamed. He rose, drawing his sword, but then glanced down at the motionless Will. Nico couldn’t leave him here undefended.
‘Go!’ said a familiar voice.
Nico turned. With a rush of relief, he found Screech-Bling standing next to him, wreathed in steam, his tricorn hat singed. Otherwise, he looked fine.
‘H-how?’ Nico stammered. ‘You trogs must be indestructible!’
Down in the ravine, Hiss-Majesty had taken the CEO’s place as chief drakon-wrangler, zipping between the monsters, yelling out herding commands like ‘Attention! Forward march! Left face! Your other left!’ The drakons ignored these instructions, stomping and blowing fire in annoyance.
‘Tough, but not indestructible,’ Screech-Bling said, a puff of smoke escaping his right ear. ‘Go helpHiss-Majesty! I will watch over the son of Apollo.’
Nico sprinted downhill towards the drakons.
He dived and rolled to avoid a splash of fire, then slammed his sword into the foot of the nearest drakon. As Nico feared, his blade didn’t do anything other than notify the creature of his presence. Drakon scales were notoriously hard to penetrate. Nico’s earlier determination to protect Will now gave way to a terror-filled desperation. There were two impervious drakons versus one very pervious Nico. He didn’t like those odds.
