Fighting Giants Was One Thing.

Out Of The Corner Of His Eye, He Saw Tyson Pounding The Earthborn Into The Ground Like A Game Of Whack-a-mole. Ella Was Fluttering Above Him, Dodging Missiles And Calling Out Advice: "the Groin. The Earthborn's Groin Is Sensitive." Smash! "good. Yes. Tyson Found Its Groin.

My Face Felt Like My Normal Face, As If That Part Of Me Hadn’t Transformed Into A Bird. [fine, Sadie. Call Me The Carter-headed Chicken. Happy?]

Writing Is Like A Sport - You Only Get Better If You Practice

Wait Just A Minute," Ares Growled. He Pointed At Thalia And Me. "these Two Are Dangerous. It'd Be Much Safer, While We've Got Them Here—" "ares," Poseidon Interrupted, "they Are Worthy Heroes. We Will Not Blast My Son To Bits." "nor My Daughter," Zeus Grumbled. "she Has Done Well.

Oh, No Way," Leo Said. "we've Been Sitting In A Cave And You Get The Luxury Tent? Somebody Give Me Hypothermia. I Want Hot Chocolate And A Parka!