“No more Lastrygonians.” Ella fluttered down and landed next to them. “Six minus six is zero. Spears are good for subtraction, yep.”
“The wand ricocheted through the swarm, thumping six, seven, eight of the little monsters before returning to Carter’s hand.“Not bad,” I said. “Keep it up!”
“Waitress!" Hedge called. "Six double espressos, and whatever these guys want. Put it on the girl's tab.”
“You know what would help this boy?" Demeter mused. "Farming."Persephone rolled her eyes. "Mother-""Six months behind a plow. Excellent character building.”
“Ella, just stay here. Stay safe.""Safe," Ella repeated. "Ella likes being safe. Safety in numbers. Safety deposit boxes. Ella will go with Tyson.""What?" Percy said. "Oh... fine, whatever. Just don't get hurt. And Mrs. O'Leary—""ROOOF.""How do you feel about pulling a chariot?”
“Even little Herley, who couldn't have been more than eight, looked like he could go six rounds with Chuck Norris without breaking a sweat.”