“Percy glanced over. He saw the fallen giant and seemed to understand what was happening. He yelled something that was lost in the wind, probably: Go!Then he slammed Riptide into the ice at his feet. The entire glacier shuddered. Ghosts fell to their knees. Behind Percy, a wave surged up from the bay-a wall of gray water even taller than the glacier. Water shot from the chasms and crevices in the ice. As the wave hit, the back half of the camp crumbled. The entire edge of the glacier peeled away, cascading into the void-carrying buildings, ghosts, and Percy Jackson over the edge.”

“Percy was waiting for them. He looked mad.He stood at the edge of the glacier, leaning on the staff with the golden eagle, gazing down at the wreckage he'd caused: several hundred acres of newly open water dotted with icebergs and flotsam from the ruined camp.The only remains on the glacier were the main gates, which listed sideways, and a tattered blue banner lying over a pile of now-bricks.When they ran up to him, Percy said, "Hey," like they were just meeting for lunch or something."You're alive!" Frank marveled.Percy frowned. "The fall? That was nothing. I fell twice that far from the St. Louis Arch.""You did what?" Hazel asked."Never mind. The important thing was I didn't drown.”

“What's the worst that can happen? A tidal wave? Glaciers with guns?”

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

“Naturally, Coach Hedge went ballistic; but Percy found it hard to take the satyr seriously since he was barely five feet tall."Never in my life!" Coach bellowed, waving his bat and knocking over a plate of apples. "Against the rules! Irresponsible!""Coach," Annabeth said, "it was an accident. We were talking, and we fell asleep.""Besides," Percy said, "you're starting to sound like Terminus."Hedge narrowed his eyes. "Is that an insult, Jackson? 'Cause I'll—I'll terminus you, buddy!”

“I'm fine!" Percy yelled out as he ran by, followed by a giant screaming bloody murder.”