Chapter 33: Council Meeting

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Quackity climbed out of the RV, wincing. He had a cut on his leg and a lot of bruises. His head also hurt a lot.

He looked around. They had crash landed on a beach, right next to the ocean.

Quackity's leg was stinging with salt from the ocean.

He quickly ate a piece of steak to heal.

He heard movement behind him. Percy had stumbled out of the ruined RV.

"Hey, Quackity."

"Hey. Need some help?"

"Yeah. Annabeth's stuck."

Quackity followed him to where Annabeth was sitting on the sand, her arm pinned down by a piece of metal.

Quackity and Percy lifted the metal so Annabeth could get up.

"Thanks." she said, standing up. "Where are Wilbur ans Clarisse?"

"Here." Wilbur approached them, Clarisse was close behind.

"What happened?" Clarisse said, her eyes angry.

"We crashed." Percy said.

"Oh really?" Clarisse said in mock surprise. "I couldn't tell."

Quackity left before an argument started. He started walking down the beach.

Before long he started hearing repeated clanging noises.

He kept walking. After a couple minutes he saw two people fighting fighting with swords next to the water.

Quackity turned and walked quickly back to the RV.

"Where were you?" Clarisse demanded when he got back.

"I found a couple of people. They were fighting."

"Not surprising." Wilbur said.

"With swords." that got people's attention.

"Where are they?" Annabeth asked.

Quackity started walking again. Everyone else followed him.

They got to where Quackity had seen the two people. They were still fighting.

They got a little closer. Quackity could hear the people shouting.

Or, one person was shouting. The other was completely silent.

As Quackity watched, he noticed the silent fighter's techniques.  

"Oh look, it's everyone's favorite war god." Percy said, then glanced at Clarisse.

"I mean, I was gonna say blood god, but war god works too." Wilbur said.

"Ares isn't the blood god. I don't think there is a blood god." Annabeth.

"Ares? Oh we must be talking about different people. I meant Technoblade." Wilbur said.

"Who the hell is Technoblade?" Clarisse asked.

Quackity groaned. "So it is Techno then? I was hoping I was wrong."

"Nope, that's Techno." Wilbur said.

"Will one of you tell me who's fighting my father?" Clarisse almost shouted.

"Technoblade. Blood god. Best fighter out there. I've fought him multiple times before and lost every time."

"Just because you lost doesn't mean he's the best fighter in the world. My father could easily beat him."

"No, Quackity's good. He could beat you any day." Wilbur said.

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