So now I get the scepter?' Jason.

The dead praetor raised his sword. ''Our desires reveal us. They show us for who we really are. Someone has come come for you, Jason Grace.

This is Annabeth,” Jason said. “Uh, normally she doesn't judo-flip people.

According to Festus, our flying table, Buford, made it back safely while we were in Charleston, so those eagles didn't get him. Unfortunately, he lost the laundry bag with your pants.'Dang it!' Frank Barked, which Leo figured was probably severe profanity for him.No doubt Frank would've cursed some more -busting out the golly gees and the gosh darns- but Percy interrupted by doubling over and groaning.'Did the world just turn upside down?' he asked.Jason pressed his hands to his head. 'Yeah, and it's spinning. Everything is yellow. Is it supposed to be yellow?

I could have killed you.”“Or I could have killed you,” Percy said. Jason shrugged. “If there’d been an ocean in Kansas, maybe.”“I don’t need an ocean—”“Boys,” Annabeth interrupted, “I’m sure you both would’ve been wonderful at killing each other. But right now, you need some rest.”Food first,” Percy said. “Please?

About five meters ahead, Nico was swinging his black sword with one hand, holding the scepter of Diocletian aloft with the other. He kept shouting orders at the legionnaires, but they paid him no atte.

Atlantis?' Jason asked.'That's a myth,' Percy said.'Uh...Don't we deal in myths?''No, I mean it's a MADE-UP myth. Not like, an actual true myth.''So this is why Annabeth is the brains of the operation, huh?

Frank, how did you do that?' Jason yelled.Frank's head swam with pain. He forced himself not to pass out. 'I'm the ranking Roman officer,' he said. 'They- uh, they don't recognize you. Sorry.'Jason grimaced, but he didn't look particularly surprised. 'How can we help?

Nothing?' Favonius cried. 'The one you care for most... Plunged into Tartarus, and you still will not allow the truth?'Suddenly Jason felt like he was eavedrop.

Nico drank from the chalice, then offered it to Jason. 'You asked me about trust, and taking a risk? Well, here you go, son of Jupiter. How much do you trust me?'Frank wasn't sure what Nico was talking about, but Jason didn't hesitate. He took the cup and drank.