Festus just detected a large group of eagles behind us—long-range radar, still not in sight.” Piper leaned over the console. “Are you sure they’re Roman?” Leo rolled his eyes. “No, Pipes. It could be a random group of giant eagles flying in perfect formation. Of course they’re Roman!

You promised, Seaweed brain. We would not get separated! Ever again!

Bast crouched down and began making weird chittering noises. Uh-oh. She was imitating birds. I'd seen enough cats do this when they were stalking. Suddenly my own obituary flashed in my head: Carter Kane, 14, tragically died in Paris wen he was eaten by his sister's cat, Muffin.

Even little Herley, who couldn't have been more than eight, looked like he could go six rounds with Chuck Norris without breaking a sweat.

It's just Annabeth mom jeez!

Why does it have to be so hard? Why can't it be a happily-ever-after ride-into-the-sunset feeling all the time?

I should’ve been very cross with Anubis. Kissing me without permission—the nerve!