The Godslingers X: Chapter 21

Qadira's POV
I don't know how it all started, but the battle became more intense by the minute. Uncle Josh (I felt weird calling him that, 'cause he looks my age.) had just escaped from the special orb Nadine had created him.

My twin was acting weird.

Huh. I don't know bullets can pass through him.

I sent wave after wave of my powers, but the monsters just kept coming. Nadine was watching from atop a glass tower, her black dress billowing in the wind, surrounding her, weighted in chains were the Olympian gods.

Just then, she disappeared.

An enemy demigod lunged at me, but I growled and stabbed with my dagger. He fell to the ground in a heap, life drained from him.

I looked up at the tower again. Surprisingly, Uncle Josh was there.

He was fighting Nadine.

Suicide?

I blasted my way out of the field of battle and started to climb up the Tower. Melody and Quent were doing the same.

I shivered from the sounds of chaos.

"Don't lose hope. Defend Olympus from the havoc of the daughter of destruction." A stern voice spoke in my ear. I looked.

The shimmering form of Athena smiled at me, then pressed a finger to her lips and looked up. She was warning us to be careful or Nadine will hear us and we'll live in hell forever.

She pointed one ghostly finger at her real flesh-and-blood body, fainted and weak-looking in exhaustion.

My hands quivered from holding glass. They were slipping.

Athena's figure smiled and flicked a hand. Suddenly, I jumped, and it was so high, Zeus from below looked as if he would have heart failures of seeing a quarter-blood of Hades fly.

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