“Oh no,” she said and looked up to see a horde of birds speeding toward them. She covered her head, and Hermes screamed. It was shrill and sharp, worse than the sound he’d made at Zofie’s funeral. It twisted through her whole body, grated against every bone. She was so focused on the sound, it took her a moment to realize the birds hadn’t attacked, and when she looked up, she saw they had begun to swarm, darting in every direction as if the sound of Hermes’s scream had made them go mad. His wail slowly subsided. “Wh-what’s happening?” he asked. “It appears Ares’s birds find you just as
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