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Article from The Last Olympian

As we passed the commons area a fight broke between the Ares and Apollo cabin. Some Apollo campers armed with firebombs flew over the Ares cabin in a chariot pulled my two pegasi.

I'd never seen their chariot but it looked like a pretty sweet ride. Soon the roof of the Ares cabin was burning, naiads rushed over with water to put out the fire.

The Ares campers called down a curse, and the arrows of the Apollo campers turned to rubber. They kept shooting arrows but they kept bouncing off.

Two archers ran by, chased by a Ares kid who was yelling in poetry: "Curse me eh? I'll make you pay/ I don't want to rhyme all day!"

Annabeth sighed. "Not that again. The last time Apollo cursed a cabin, it took a week for the ryhming couplets to wear off."

I shuddered. Apollo was the good of poetry as well as Archery, and I heard him recite in person. I'd almost rather get shot by an arrow.

"What are they fighting about anyway?" I asked.

Annabeth ignored my while she scribbled on her inspection scroll both giving each cabin a one out of five.

I found myself staring at her, which was stupid since i'd seen her a billion times.

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