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Frank Heard A Laugh Behind Him. He Glanced Back And Couldn't Believe What He Saw. Nico Di Angelo Was Actually Smiling. "that's More Like It," Nico Said. "let's Turn This Tide!

And, Whoa!" He Turned To Mr.d. "your The Wine Dude? No Way!" Mr.d Turned Hi Eyes Away From Me And Gave Nico A Look Of Loathing. "the Wine Dude?" "dionysus, Right? Oh, Wow! I've Got Your Figurine!" "my Figurine." "in My Game, Mythomagic. And Holofoil Card, Too! And Even Though You've Only Got Like Five Hundred Attack Points And Everybody Thinks Your The Lamest God Card, I Totally Think Your Powers Are Sweet!" "ah." Mr.d Seemed Truly Perplexed, Which Probably Saved My Life. "well, That's...gratifying.

Sometimes Things Don't End Okay.

I Turned And Faced The Olympians. "we Need A Shroud," I Announced, My Voice Cracking. "a Shroud For The Son Of Hermes.

My Name Is Zia Rashid.” She Tilted Her Head As If Listening. Right On Cue, The Entire Building Rumbled. Dust Sprinkled From The Ceiling, And The Slithering Sounds Of Scorpion Doubled In Volume Behind Us. “and Right Now,” Zia Continued, Sounding A Bit Disappointed, “i Must Save Your Miserable Lives.