I left him in his wheelchair, staring sadly into the fireplace. I wondered how many times heโd sat here, waiting for heroes that never came back.
Rick RiordanPercy looked at Coach Hedge and Frank. โA trap?โ โProbably,โ Frank said. โSheโs not mortal,โ Hedge said, sniffing the air. โProbably some kind of goat-eating, demigod-destroying fiend from Tartarus.โ โNo doubt,โ Percy agreed. โAwesome.โ Hedge grinned. โLetโs go.
Rick Riordantrantulus casually roasted a marshmallow and reached out for it but the marshmallow commited sucide and dived into the flames.
Rick RiordanOut of the corner of his eye, he saw Tyson pounding the Earthborn into the ground like a game of whack-a-mole. Ella was fluttering above him, dodging missiles and calling out advice: "The groin. The Earthborn's groin is sensitive." SMASH! "Good. Yes. Tyson found its groin.
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