I'll Let You And Zia Have Some

Ella Is Nervous,” The Harpy Muttered From Her Perch On The Railing. “the Elephant. The Elephant Is Watching Ella.

Far, Far Below, Red Liquid Bubbled. Blood? Lava? Evil Ketchup? None Of The Posibilities Were Good.

Well … Zeus Approves, Aeolus Muttered. ―he Says … He Says It Would Be Better If You Could Avoid Saving Her Until After The Weekend, Because He Has A Big Party Planned—ow! That‘s Aphrodite Yelling At Him, Reminding Him That The Solstice Starts At Dawn. She Says I Should Help You. And Hephaestus… Yes. Hmm. Very Rare They Agree On Anything. Hold On

She Said This In The Same Way You Might Say Fields Of Punishment Or Hades's Gym Shorts.

Apollo?” I Guessed… He Put A Finger To His Lips. “i’m Incognito. Call Me Fred.” A God Named Fred?