How old is she now?" he asked. "Hard to say. She was a tree for a while. Now she's immortal.

More minions!” he shouted. “Come to me!” That couldn’t be good. Another round of giant crocs and we’d be dead. Why don’t we get minions? I complained to Horus, but he didn’t answer.

My resolve, my anger, even my grief gave me confidence

I'll succeed,' Hazel promised. 'And Hecate? I'm not choosing one of your paths. I'm making my own.

But yes. Come, faulty dragon people. Follow us.

The first thing we pulled out was a lump of white gunk. “Wax,” Carter pronounced. “Fascinating.

The end of the world started when a pegasus landed on the hood of my car