AMELIA

“Amelia, what are you doing?” Lucius asked. I could hear the frustration in his angry voice. “We believe you can do it! Don’t give up on us now. It’s prophecized that you can defeat him.”

 “So now you talk about prophecy, dickhead?” I glared up at him, towering me like a Greek god. Well, he was half-Greek.

“Stand up. That’s an order.”

“No. Tell me how did you know about this prophecy bullshit.”

“Believe in yourself and who you are. You can defeat him. ...