Over the next few days, Lucas trained with the campers, trying to understand his place there. He had no divine powers, but something was strange - he was fast, learned techniques easily and, strangely enough, could read ancient Greek effortlessly.
Then, on the first night of capture the flag, something happened.
During a battle, a monster attacked out of nowhere - a Chimera, emerging from the shadows. The camp went on alert, demigods rushing to fight it. But when the beast focused on Luke, he realized he was lost.
Until something flashed over his head.
Everyone held their breath. Annabeth's eyes widened. Will Solace took a step back.
In the sky, a golden symbol shone.
A constellation.
Lucas fell to his knees as the truth hit him.
He wasn't the son of a Greek god.
He was the son of Nyx, the primordial goddess of the night.
And in that instant, he knew that his journey had only just begun.