Fighting giants was one thing. Bacchus making into a game was something else.

How does it taste?” Carter wondered. Zia smiled. “Stick out your tongue.” To answer Carter’s question, the tattoo tasted like burning car tires. “Ugh.” I spit a blue gob of “order and harmony” into the fountain.

With great power... comes great need to take a nap. Wake me up later.

I have some extra costumes-" "No!" Ephialtes snapped, and for once Percy was in agreement.

I'll let you and Zia have some quality time," she told me. "Just the two of you and your coat.

Nut shrugged. "Set had always been Set, for better or worse. But he is still part of our family. It is difficult to lose any member of your family . . . is it not?

And I could always set Coach Hedge on fire,” Leo volunteered. “Then he can be fire.” The thought of a blazing satyr screaming, “Die, scumbag!” as he attacked Gaea was almost enough to make Piper laugh— almost.