No," Frank said. "I'm only a centurion." Jason cursed in Latin. "He means he can't control a whole legion. He's not of high enough rank." Nico swung back his black sword at another gryphon. "Well, then, promote him!

Don't underestimate Camp Half-Blood.

I tried very hard. But I can't help it. The Fates are cruel. They sent you to me, my brave one, knowing that you would break my heart.

Oh, did you expect me to play fair?" Cupid laughed. "I am the god of love. I am never fair.

Coach Hedge yelled,“Thar she blows! Kansas, ahoy!” “Holy Hephaestus,” Leo muttered. “He really needs to work on his shipspeak.

He told me he wouldn't hurt... Charlie. He lied to me.

Don't worry, goat boy. The milkman is dead.