I couldn't avoid this after the Son of Sobek.

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"You!" Carter exclaimed, recognizing the boy he just bumped into.

"What about me?" The other one said distractedly, until recognition appeared on his face. "Hey, wait a second! You were the weird boy with a weird sword!"

"Gee, thanks for the compliment."

"Hey, don't blame me on this; I can't say your name." Percy said, smirking.

"Very funny." Lowering her voice, he looked around them, just in case anyone was listening. "Did you find anything about… You know."

Percy shook his head.

"No, man. I searched and searched, but it's almost like… Almost like they're hiding the information."

"That's probably what's happening."

"What about you? Any information?"

"No, and it irks me. I've talked to everyone but apparently, the last time that thing was seen was about two hundred years."

Percy frowned. They both knew it wasn't right.

"I don't know why, but I feel like I'll have to use your secret hieroglyph very soon. We have to be careful."

"We already are. And…" Carter shifted uncomfortably. "I've been secretly preparing a war set, you know, just in case."

The other boy grinned.

"Better keep that close. This isn't over."

Carter looked directly at Percy's eyes. They made him feel a bit nauseous, like he was at the top of a giant wave.

"No, my friend. This is only the beginning."


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