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DAYS IN THE SUN

chapter forty-one❛ 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚎

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chapter forty-one
❛ 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚎. ❜

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THE BRIDGE TO Olympus was dissolving. When they stepped out of the elevator and onto the white marble walkway, cracks immediately appeared underneath their feet.

"Jump!" Grover instructed, springing onto the next slab of stone while the demigods tilted.

"Gods, I hate heights!" Thalia yelled as she and Percy leaped over. Amara and Annabeth were the only ones left, the latter being in no condition to land the jump.

"Someone do me a favor," the brunette grunted and unwrapped herself from the blonde. "Catch her."

Annabeth shot her a surprise look, but she got her answer soon enough when a wind current sent the daughter of Athena flying to the other side and landing against Grover.

The pavement began to crumble, the floor disappearing while Percy held out a hand for Amara to grab onto. "Beauty, come on!"

She took a step forward, ready to jump when the floor underneath turned into dust and she narrowly missed Percy's hand. "Amara!" Thalia screamed, looking over the edge as the youngest daughter of Zeus began to free fall.

Her body tumbled through the sky, her hair whipping in her face as she attempted to gain control over the wind spirits. It was hard, pushing to the point of exhaustion as Fifth Avenue began to near and the sight of the Jackson family's Prius.

She was going to die. That was the only thing running through her mind as the wind gods struggled against the enemies wind spirits. She crossed her arms, bracing for impact until her body landed harshly against something else.

When she opened her eyes, Aella flew through the air until the wind and lightning spirit pegasus landed beside the familiar Prius.

"Good pegasus," Amara breathed, falling against the car as she attempted to catch her breath and closed her eyes.

"Amara?" She opened her eyes only to be met with Nico di Angelo's dark chocolate ones. "What are you . . . you're supposed to be on Olympus!"

"You try fighting wind spirits mid air," she huffed out and crossed her arms. "Having to fight for control against wind spirits while controlling some? Not the easiest thing."

𝐃𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐮𝐧 ⎯ 𝐏. 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐎𝐍 ¹Unde poveștirile trăiesc. Descoperă acum