Finding a Fighter

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Catalina’s POV The warm glow of the Olympia sun wakes me up. I’m in my bed, but I don’t remember how I got here. I roll over and my bed is empty. I remember being on the couch with Dolus. I’m guessing I fell asleep and he brought me to bed. Dolus and I still have our own places, he would prefer we jump right into living with each other. But I don’t mind the pace we’re taking. I lay there for a bit, enjoying the comfort of my bed when I hear noise coming from downstairs. My first thought is Dolus is up to something, but what if it isn’t Dolus? Olympus, is not like in the mortal world. Gods don’t attack other gods. We don’t fear each other, and we don’t need to, we won’t die. But it’s not to say we can’t be hurt, or can’t be trapped. I swing my legs over the edge and my feet hit the cold wo

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