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“I am the son of Hades,” Nico insisted. “Be gone!” Minos laughed. “You have no power over me. I am the lord of spirits! The ghost king!” “No.” Nico drew his sword. “I am.” He stabbed his black blade into the floor, and it cleaved through the stone like butter.
He took a deep breath and held out his black sword. “Serve me,” he called.
Annabeth and I pretty much skirted around each other. I was glad to be with her, but it also kind of hurt, and it hurt when I wasn’t with her, too.
