By Rick Riordan
During this publication brief tale through Rick Riordan, Carter Kane is investigating rumored sightings of a monster on manhattan whilst he runs into whatever else: a mysterious boy named Percy Jackson. And their assembly isn't really precisely pleasant. . . .
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In the meantime, Camper Boy charged back, his sword raised for the kill. In desperation, I dropped my wand. I thrust my hand into my backpack, and my hands closed around the piece of rope. I threw it and yelled the command be aware ‘TAS! ’ – bind – simply as Camper Boy’s bronze blade reduce into my wrist. My entire arm erupted in affliction. My imaginative and prescient tunnelled. Yellow spots danced ahead of my eyes. I dropped my sword and clutched my wrist, gasping for breath, every little thing forgotten other than the excruciating discomfort. at the back of my brain, I knew Camper Boy may well kill me simply. For a few cause he didn’t. A wave of nausea made me double over. I pressured myself to examine the wound. there has been loads of blood, yet I remembered whatever Jaz had instructed me as soon as within the infirmary at Brooklyn condo: cuts often regarded much worse than they have been. I was hoping that used to be actual. I fished a bit of papyrus out of my backpack and pressed it opposed to the wound as a makeshift bandage. The ache used to be nonetheless terrible, however the nausea turned extra achievable. My strategies began to transparent, and that i questioned why I hadn’t been skewered but. Camper Boy was once sitting within reach in waist-deep water, having a look dejected. My magic rope had wrapped around his sword arm, then lashed his hand to the facet of his head. not able to permit cross of his sword, he seemed like he had a unmarried reindeer antler sprouting subsequent to his ear. He tugged on the rope along with his loose hand, yet after all he couldn’t make any growth. ultimately he simply sighed and glared at me. ‘I’m quite beginning to hate you. ’ ‘Hate me? ’ I protested. ‘I’m gushing blood the following! and also you all started all this via calling me a half-blood! ’ ‘Oh, please. ’ Camper Boy rose unsteadily, his sword antenna making him top-heavy. ‘You can’t be mortal. when you have been, my sword would’ve handed throughout you. If you’re now not a spirit or a monster, you’ve received to be a half-blood. A rogue demigod from Kronos’s military, I’d wager. ’ such a lot of what this man stated, I didn’t comprehend. yet something sank in. ‘So should you stated “half-blood” …’ He stared at me like i used to be an fool. ‘I intended demigod. Yeah. What did you're thinking that I intended? ’ i attempted to strategy that. I’d heard the time period demigod sooner than, however it wasn’t an Egyptian inspiration. probably this man was once sensing that i used to be certain to Horus, that i may channel the god’s strength … yet why did he describe every thing so surprisingly? ‘What are you? ’ I demanded. ‘Part strive against magician, half water elementalist? What nome are you with? ’ the child laughed bitterly. ‘Dude, I don’t understand what you’re conversing approximately. I don’t hang around with gnomes. Satyrs, occasionally. Even Cyclopes. yet now not gnomes. ’ The blood loss should have been making me dizzy. His phrases bounced round in my head like lottery balls: Cyclopes, satyrs, demigods, Kronos. past he’d pointed out Ares. That was once a Greek god, no longer Egyptian. I felt just like the Duat was once establishing beneath me, threatening to tug me into the depths. Greek … now not Egyptian. an idea begun forming in my brain. I didn’t love it. in truth, it scared the holy Horus out of me. regardless of all of the swamp water I’d swallowed, my throat felt dry.