“How flattering,” I grumbled. “My soul glows.”

“Coach Hedge grumbled as he tended their wounds. “How come I never get invited on these violent trips?”

“After my bad experience as a kite, I simply refused to go about as a glowing Sadie-headed chicken. That’s fine for Carter, but I have standards.”

“I grabbed a pair of glowing red legs.”

“Tyson," I said "We're turning around!"Going the wrong way?" he asked. Always," I grumbled, but I steered the chariot towards the stands.”

“Yeah, flattering." Percy raised Riptide. "But actually I`m the son of Poseidon. I`m from Camp Half-Blood.”

“Hephaestus glowered up at us. “I didn’t make you, did I?”Uh,” Annabeth said, “no, sir.”Good,” the god grumbled. “Shoddy workmanship.”