The rooms were still the same and so were the bunkers in our cabin. Everyone was so busy making their stuff that they didn't notice me at all.
It's not like I encourage the behaviour of non-attentiveness towards work. It's just they are demigods and demigods never rest in peace.
So I went to the person, whom I saw in council room, who lit up in fire.
" What's your name boy?" I asked.
" Leonard. Leonardnard Valdez, Son of Hephaestus. It's an honour meeting you Charles Bucky." He said.
" How do you know my name?" I asked with confusion.
" You are a hero to this camp. Everyone knows you." He said.
" Nice to hear that." I said and looked at what he was working at.
" What's that?" I asked.
" That is a machine that will help me bring tools, I just need to imagine." He said.
" Nice, but
