Even The Gods Couldn't Devise A Fates

I Concentrated Hard And Snapped My Fingers. "you Don't See The Sword," I Told The Girl. "it's Just A Ballpoint Pen." She Blinked. "um . . . No. It's A Sword, Weirdo.

What? You Run? Coward! Stand Still And Die!” Percy Had No Intention Of Doing That.

You Sure You're Not A Roman, Annabeth? Or An Amazon?

My Dear Children!" Nellie Whopped Him Upside The Head With Her Backpack. "ow!" Uncle Alistair Curled Over, Cupping His Hand Over His Good Eye. "nellie!" Amy Said. "sorry," Nellie Muttered. "i Thought He Was One Of The Bad Guys.

We’re On The Moon,” Sadie Murmured. “el Paso, Texas,” Bast Corrected.