Please Excuse Jason From Eternal Damnation. He

Terminus Sniffed. “i Guard Borders. I Don’t Kill Giants. It’s Not In My Job Description.

If You've Seen A Crab's Mouth, All Foamy And Gross With Whiskers And Snapping Bits, You Can Imagine This One Didn't Look Any Better Blown Up To Billboard Size.

Eating Next To A Twenty-foot-long Crocodile Took Some Getting Used To, But Philip Was Well Trained. He Only Ate Bacon, Stray Waterfowl, And The Occasional Invading Monster.

Eat Bitter, Taste Sweet

Ella, Just Stay Here. Stay Safe." "safe," Ella Repeated. "ella Likes Being Safe. Safety In Numbers. Safety Deposit Boxes. Ella Will Go With Tyson." "what?" Percy Said. "oh... Fine, Whatever. Just Don't Get Hurt. And Mrs. O'leary—" "rooof." "how Do You Feel About Pulling A Chariot?