Americans are an odd bunch, but they grow on you.

Great," Percy said. "Seven of us against Hercules." "And a satyr!" Hedge added. "We can take him.

But not like this: not with the house just an afterimage, and my mom a spirit, and my dad...recycled." "Carter Kane, Chapter 41

Percy: The Heka-what? Annabeth: The Hundred-Handed Ones. They called them that because... well, they had a hundred hands. They were the elder brothers of the Cyclopes. Tyson: Very powerful. Wonderful! As tall as the sky. So strong they can break mountains! Percy: Cool. Unless you're a mountain.

Sometimes things don't end okay.

You put the Set animal in your locker? Do you know how much strength that requires?” “Yeah,” I said. “I was there.

The telkine growled and muttered as he tapped on his keyboard. Maybe he was messaging his friends on uglyface.com