Okay," Annabeth Said. "what Exactly Do You

Nico Leaned Over And Plucked A Grape. Probably That Was The Guy’s Entire Diet For The Day.

I Left Him In His Wheelchair, Staring Sadly Into The Fireplace. I Wondered How Many Times He’d Sat Here, Waiting For Heroes That Never Came Back.

Oh, God,” I Said. “sorry, Sorry. Do I Die Now?” --sadie To Zia

The Gods Need Heroes. They Always Have.

What? You Run? Coward! Stand Still And Die!” Percy Had No Intention Of Doing That.