Traitor!" Hera shouted. "You meddlesome, D-list goddess! You aren't worthy to pour my wine, much less rule the world.
Rick RiordanBeckendorf, whose legs were now working fine (nothing like being chased by a huge monster to get your body back in order) shook his head and gasped for breath. โYou shouldnโt have turned it on! Itโs unstable! After a few years, automatons go wild!
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