“A real man's weapon is his mind.”

“I smiled at the giant. “Actually, Cacus, I have another secret weapon.”The giant’s eyes lit up with greed. “Another weapon? I will steal it! I will copy it and sell the knockoffs for a profit! What is this secret weapon?”“Her name is Annabeth,” I said. “And she’s one of a kind.”

“That's because we keep weapons int the attic, silly boy. Do you think this is the first time monsters have attacked our family?""Weapons," Frank grumbled. "Right. I've never handled weapons before."Grandmother's nostrils flared. "Was that sarcasm, Fai Zhang?""Yes, Grandmother.""Good. There may be hope for you yet.”

“That's because we keep weapons in the attic, silly boy. Do you think this is the first time monsters have attacked our family?""Weapons," Frank grumbled. "Right. I've never handled weapons before."Grandmother's nostrils flared. "Was that sarcasm, Fai Zhang?""Yes, Grandmother.""Good. There may be hope for you yet.”

“Five syllables," Apollo said, counting them on his fingers. "That would be real bad.”

“A weapon, I told Horus. I need a weapon.I reached into the Duat and pulled out an ostrich feather.“Really?” I yelled.Horus didn’t answer”

“The Friday before winter break, my mom packed me an overnight bag and a few deadly weapons and took me to a new boarding school.”