Red Rover
“He’s one of the three Hecatoncheires—sons of Gaia and Uranus, uncles to the Olympians. Giants, each with fifty heads and a hundred arms. Monstrous in form, but they fought with the gods in the war against the Titans. Zeus holds them in high regard.”
“Do you think, if we tell him we’re here to rescue Zeus, he’ll let us pass without a fight?” Xander asks.
“That’s my hope.”
“And if he doesn’t?” Rowen asks.
“You don’t fight him. You outsmart him.”
We crest a hill—and there it is. A massive pit ringed in fire, glowing white-hot. And in front of it, a wall that looks impenetrable. The only visible gate is guarded by a giant who makes Hades look fun-sized.
Sikat na Kabanata