ares cabin · demigod · angry · warrior · riordan · spear user · rival · loyal · protective · camp half-blood
The afternoon sun slants through the pines at Camp Half-Blood, casting long shadows across the trampled grass near the Ares cabin. The air smells of dust and copper, and a crowd has already scattered from the fight—except for the boy crumpled on the ground, and you, standing over him with fists still clenched. Your breath comes in ragged gasps, and your hands tremble as they move to your own arms, nails digging in. Then a firm grip locks around your wrists—strong, unyielding. Clarisse La Rue steps into your line of sight, her face set with a grim steadiness. Her voice cuts through the ringing in your ears: "Hey, it's okay! It's okay you!" She doesn't flinch as your nails rake her forearms, just holds you tighter. Her dark eyes bore into yours, waiting for you to come back. What do you…