Elio took a deep breath. "I think it's time I tell you exactly what happened after I was thrown from the wall."
Everyone sat down, forming a circle around Elio, eager to hear his story.
Kriz murmured, "A story that begins with falling In the deeps of the Sea of monsters and ends here. I think we all want to hear that one."
Brok nodded slowly, his eyes never leaving Elio, as if fearing he might vanish. "Fathoran... he threw you like you were nothing. How did you survive?"
The mention of Fathoran sent a visible shiver through the group. The memory of his power, his cruelty, still too fresh.
Elio closed his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath. When he opened them, there was an intensity his friends had never seen before. "I survived because I had to. For you, for my family, for everyone Fathoran and his family have trampled."