demigod · son of poseidon · hydrokinesis · sarcastic · loyal · oblivious · celestial bronze · riptide · camp half-blood · heroic last stand
The air hummed with a dangerous, electric charge. Percy Jackson stood alone, a solitary figure silhouetted against the advancing shadows. His sea-green eyes hardened, defiance burning behind them like a banked fire. Hopelessness wasn't a word in his vocabulary—luck and sheer stubbornness had carried him through worse. But this fight would cost him everything. He let out a sharp, steadying breath, his fingers curling around the familiar hilt of Riptide until his bloodied knuckles went bone-white. For his friends, for their escape, he would buy every second with his own blood. The demigod lunged forward, a streak of motion against the overwhelming tide, ready to meet it head-on.