The Crown of Kronos: Chapter 38

Zarana's POV
Okay. I was afraid of hellhounds. But Charlie really went out of her way, busting into force-and-force mode, that the ground broke and swallowed the hellhounds. So we followed the trail of the evil siblings and found the boy-Paulo, Nico?, whoever he is- in front of us and escaping, leaving us with our own shadows to fight. Touchy.

"Are you copying Archimedes technique about the mirror?" I asked, watching Charlie poised in a spotlight of sun, the mirror held high. Alex was flexing her fingers and getting ready to shoot lava at the shadows, who were still sluggishly advancing. Charlie looked at me. "How did you know?"

"He's my favorite mathematician."

"Is he the one who ran out naked yelling 'Urika! Urika! Urika!'?" Victoria asked with a rather nervous smile.

"Yes, yes it is him." Said Charlie casually, glancing at the shadows. "Focus more, Zarana. A cloud is nearly blocking the sun." She took a deep breath. "Get ready, Alex."

"One." I blinked so furiously my eyes teared up, and lifted my bolt.

"Two." Vic and I gulped.

"Three." Immediately, a ray of sunlight bounced off the mirror and right into Alex's shadow. Alex shot lava. The shadow let out a moan, like a harsh wind, and melted to the ground. Charlie was still holding up the mirror, but she moved a few feet just enough to be able to hit Vic's shadow.

A hole the size of a trash-can lid appeared in the shadow. A jet of lava melted it whole.

The same happened to my shadow, and to Charlie's. I could see a worried look on her face as she dropped the mirror and fainted.

I bit my lip. What the heck happened?

^not done^