It was one of those and so they died/the end stories, that made us demigods feels all warm and fuzzy inside.-Percy

But I've never even been to Olympus! Zeus is crazy!" Chiron and Grover glanced nervously at the sky. The clouds didn't seem to be parting around us, as Grover had promised. They were rolling straight over our valley, sealing us in like a coffin lid. Er, Percy ...?" Grover said. "We don't use the c-word to describe the Lord of the Sky.

Coach Hedge grumbled as he tended their wounds. “How come I never get invited on these violent trips?

So for Magic Problem-Solving 101, we headed to the training room and blew stuff up.

Frank Zhang! I, Jason Grace, praetor of the Twelfth Legion Fulminata, give you my final order: I resign my post and give you emergency field promotion to praetor, with the full powers of that rank. Take command of this legion!

Poseidon can come in too! We will eat you both! Seafood!

Even from far away, I could see people being chased by hellhounds, burned at the stake, forced to run naked through cactus patches or listen to opera music.