A thousand deadly monsters. Three battling demigods. One fatal decision.
Hazel looked behind Hecate at the middle gateway. She saw Percy and Annabeth sprawled helplessly before those black-and-silver doors. A massive dark shape, vaguely humanoid, now loomed over them, its foot raised as if to crush Percy.
'What about them?' hazel asked, her voice ragged. 'Percy and Annabeth?'