The wind blowing through my ripped clothes was so cold that I felt like a Percysicle.

We heard the army before we saw it. The noise was like a cannon barrage combined with a football stadium crowd- like every Patriots fan in New England was charging us with bazookas.

Sometimes mortals can be more horrible than monsters.

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.

Could I just use the loo?” I asked the nice officer. “No.” She closed the door in my face, As if I might rig an explosion in the toilet. Honestly.

My brother broke into a toothy grin. "Yay! Your brain works!

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