You cannot imprison me!" He bellowed. "I am Hyperion! I am-" The bark closed over his face. Grover took his pipes from his mouth. "You are a very nice maple tree.
You are one freaking awesome baboon.
Right," Sadie said. "And Set will just stand there calmly while I read him to death.
I was flying right toward him (the pig) at the speed of demigod-smashing.
Great, I thought. We just blowtorched a national monument.
He nodded nervously. ‘He looks like a magician. I hate magicians. They usually have rabbits.’ I stared at him. ‘You’re scared of bunnies?’ ‘Blah-hah-hah! They’re big bullies. Always stealing celery from defenceless satyrs.