What did he say?" Hazel asked. "With the cussing removed? He said he can get us to the top," Percy replied.

Terminus sniffed. “I guard borders. I don’t kill giants. It’s not in my job description.

So, destroy?" Cal asked. Clearly, the conversation was giving his two brain cells a serious workout.

She'd secretly had a crush on him since they were twelve years old. Last summer, she'd fallen for him hard.

Now, come over here so I can pat you down." "But you don't have-" Percy stopped. "Uh, sure." He stood next to the armless statue. Terminus conducted a rigorous mental pat down. "You seem to be clean," Terminus decided. "Do you have anything to declare?" "Yes," Percy said. "I declare that this is stupid.

New lesson, class. Most monsters will vaporize when sliced with a celestial bronze sword. This change is perfectly normal, and will happen to you right now if you don't BACK OFF!" - Percy

Luke gazed at Annabeth. "You knew. I almost killed you, but you knew . . ." "Shhh." Her voice trembled. "You were a hero at the end, Luke.