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Bring It On, Pinecone Face!

He Issued Orders To Us: Demigods Who Come To Us For Aid Are No Longer To Be Tolerated. We Are To Crush Your Little Mortal Faces.' There Was An Uncomfortable Silence. 'that Sounds...extreme,' Jason Ventured.

A Telkhine Was Hunched Over A Console, But He Was So Involved With His Work, He Didn't Notice Us. He Was About Five Feet Tall, With Slick Black Seal Fur And Stubby Little Feet. He Had The Head Of A Doberman, But His Clawed Hands Were Almost Human. He Growled And Muttered As He Tapped On His Keyboard. Maybe He Was Messaging His Friends On Uglyface.com.

Artemis Must Be Present At The Solstice," Zoe Said. "she Has Been The Most Vocal On The Council, Arguing For Taking Action Against Kronos's Minions. If She Is Not There, The Gods Will Decide Nothing. We Will Lose Another Year Of War Preparations." Are You Sugesting The Gods Have Trouble Acting Together, Young Lady?" Dionysis Asked. Yes, Lord Dionysis." Mr.d Nodded. "just Checking. Your Right, Of Course. Carry On.

Why Are They So Sad?” I Asked. “well, They’re Dead,” Carter Speculated.