Dylan pouned furiously at the door of the Khione Cabin. He was clutching his side, which had a huge gash in it. Anyone else might he passed out from the pain, or at least been flipping out, but Dylan was mor nnoyed than anything. "Stupid Ares kids thimkin' they can push around us kids of minor war gods..." Finally, someone answered the door. "Hey! H
Is your cabin leader around?" He lifted up his shirt, revealing a long, if shallow gash down his side and onto his stomach. "I'm bleedin' like heck and I need some ambrosia."