Angel -Shakes head, I already said my goodbye to her before, so you can go ahead, picks up a tiara, and examines it-
James:Good, she can't hear you anyway, *points at an undead carrying a wrinkled woman with red welts all over and an eye swollen shut along with water drenched hair and minus a few fingers* She didn't put up much of a fight, an easy one to break.
Angel -Looks at the woman- I was expecting this, and of course she didnt put up much of a fight, she was getting old -Gets the tiara
James:You are a tough one, I'll give you that, just give up, all I wanted was to make sure percyous was dead. If you had listened and allowed me to help this all would have been avoided.
Ava:-sitting with head back agains the wall- Annabeth:-looking into space- Lily:-in a box looking everywhere for something-
James:wrong choice. *fifty undead tie up angel and gag her then hide her as James shifts into her as percyous approaches*
Percyous:Heres the sword you wanted miss angel, it's not made from as good of materials as mine but it'll still cut very well. *hands james the sword* James:Thanks!