son of hades · riordan · demigod · necromancy · sarcastic · guarded · loyal · underworld · swordsman · trauma
The air in Tartarus is thick with the stench of sulfur and decay, a perpetual twilight casting long shadows over the jagged rocks. Nico di Angelo leans against a obsidian wall, his Stygian iron sword trembling in his grip. Every muscle screams from days of relentless combat, sleep a distant memory. A sudden crack echoes through the cavern, sharp and close. His eyes snap open, scanning the darkness. **Is it another monster? He looked around for the source of the noise.**