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and he wasn’t sure who was more surprised: him, or the storm spirits.
    “How are you alive?” Dylan’s form flickered. “That was enough lightning to kill twenty men!”
    “My turn,” Jason said.
    He reached in his pocket and pulled out the gold coin. He let his instincts take over, flipping the coin in the air like he’d done it a thousand times. He caught it in his palm, and suddenly he was holding a sword—a wickedly sharp double-edged weapon. The ridged grip fit his fingers perfectly, and the whole thing was gold—hilt, handle, and blade.
    Dylan snarled and backed up. He looked at his two comrades and yelled, “Well? Kill him!”
    The other storm spirits didn’t look happy with that order, but they flew at Jason, their fingers crackling with electricity.
    Jason swung at the first spirit. His blade passed through it, and the creature’s smoky form disintegrated. The second spirit let loose a bolt of lightning, but Jason’s blade absorbed the charge. Jason stepped in—one quick thrust, and the second storm spirit dissolved into gold powder.
    Dylan wailed in outrage. He looked down as if expecting his comrades to re-form, but their gold dust remains dispersed in the wind. “Impossible! Who are you, half-blood?”
    Piper was so stunned she dropped her club. “Jason, how … ?”
    Then Coach Hedge leaped back onto the skywalk and dumped Leo like a sack of flour.
    “Spirits, fear me!” Hedge bellowed, flexing his short arms. Then he looked around and realized there was only Dylan.
    “Curse it, boy!” he snapped at Jason. “Didn’t you leave some for me? I like a challenge!”
    Leo got to his feet, breathing hard. He looked completely humiliated, his hands bleeding from clawing at the rocks. “Yo, Coach Supergoat, whatever you are—I just fell down the freaking Grand Canyon! Stop asking for challenges!”
    Dylan hissed at them, but Jason could see fear in his eyes. “You have no idea how many enemies you’ve awakened, half-bloods. My mistress will destroy all demigods. This war you cannot win.”
    Above them, the storm exploded into a full-force gale. Cracks expanded in the skywalk. Sheets of rain poured down, and Jason had to crouch to keep his balance.
    A hole opened in the clouds—a swirling vortex of black and silver.
    “The mistress calls me back!” Dylan shouted with glee. “And you, demigod, will come with me!”
    He lunged at Jason, but Piper tackled the monster from behind. Even though he was made of smoke, Piper somehow managed to connect. Both of them went sprawling. Leo, Jason, and the coach surged forward to help, but the spirit screamed with rage. He let loose a torrent that knocked them all backward. Jason and Coach Hedge landed on their butts. Jason’s sword skidded across the glass. Leo hit the back of his head and curled on his side, dazed and groaning. Piper got the worst of it. She was thrown off Dylan’s back and hit the railing, tumbling over the side until she was hanging by one hand over the abyss.
    Jason started toward her, but Dylan screamed, “I’ll settle for this one!”
    He grabbed Leo’s arm and began to rise, towing a half-conscious Leo below him. The storm spun faster, pulling them upward like a vacuum cleaner.
    “Help!” Piper yelled. “Somebody!”
    Then she slipped, screaming as she fell.
    “Jason, go!” Hedge yelled. “Save her!”
    The coach launched himself at the spirit with some serious goat fu—lashing out with his hooves, knocking Leo free from the spirit’s grasp. Leo dropped safely to the floor, but Dylan grappled the coach’s arms instead. Hedge tried to head-butt him, then kicked him and called him a cupcake. They rose into the air, gaining speed.
    Coach Hedge shouted down once more, “Save her! I got this!” Then the satyr and the storm spirit spiraled into the clouds and disappeared.
    Save her? Jason thought. She’s gone!
    But again his instincts won. He ran to the railing, thinking, I’m a lunatic, and jumped over the side.
    Jason