No Hero Is Above Fear, Percy. And

Well," Said Apollo With A Brave Smile. "you Were Right, My Dear. You Had Everything Under Control! Let's Go See If We Boiled Anyone Important, Shall We?

I've Got This." Apollo Stepped Forward. His Fiery Armor Was So Bright It Was Hard To Look At, And His Matching Ray-bans And Perfect Smile Made Him Look Like A Male Model For Battle Gear. "god Of Medicine, At Your Service.

My Mother Was Gone. The Whole World Should Be Black And Cold. Nothing Should Look Beautiful.

You Deal With Mythological Stuff For A Few Years, You Learn That Paradises Are Usually Places Where You Get Killed.

You..." The Centaur's Eyes Flared Like A Cornered Animal's. "you Should Be Dead.