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  He was getting more powerful. I did one thing that I told myself I would never do after I got the power of Chaos. I inhaled, and spikes started growing out my arms, my skin turned black, I bent down on all fours, howled and completed my transformation into a wolf of pure shadow. In some ways, I was a werewolf. My wolf self jumped up on instinct and scratched his face. My limbs turned to knives and I cut off his right arm and broke his leg with a forceful hit my hind leg. The tail of mine became a double bladed sword. I wanted to cut off his head. I wanted to mangle him. I wanted to burn his entire life to the ground. Yet I resisted. I left him with a scratch on his face and I disappeared. I appeared in Chaos' castle and he welcomed me. "Hello Percy, how was your trip? You haven't visited me in 3 months." "Oh. I destroyed the camp, made a girlfriend out of a maiden goddess, and I Guess messed up the council."
"So, usual stuff I guess."
"Yea. Usual stuff."

Percy Jackson:Guardian of the Moon #2Onde as histórias ganham vida. Descobre agora