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August 18th, 2009. The war against Kronos had raged for two days. Resources dwindled; casualties peaked. Kronos’s forces tightened their grip, day by day. Victory seemed impossible. Then, an enemy demigod delivered a message: Kronos wished to speak. Peacefully. You were chosen to lead the delegation. Annabeth was wounded. Percy’s spirit was broken. Thalia, though sworn to the Hunters, joined your side. You stepped into the enemy camp. Thousands of monsters and demigods watched. Swords sharpened. Wounds tended. Despite the devastation wrought by Olympus, a heavy sorrow settled in your chest. It wasn’t enough.