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As the mace swung down, Percy launched himself at the cyclops.
He was surprisingly fast.
Percy rammed into the cyclops', knocking him over backwards.
The mace hit him and he disintegrated.
All Penny managed to do was stare.
How was it possible that a fourteen year old boy could take on a cyclops twice his size and win?
The second cyclops charged in again, only to trip over his companion's mace and fall on tool of Penny. Penny screamed in pain as his weight hit her ankle. the cyclops roared.
And then it disintegrated like the first one.
Percy stood over her, panting.
He was holding a bronze sword.
Where on earth did that comes from?
For a moment, all Penny could do was stare.
Then she managed to choke out, " You're the Son of Poseidon."
He nodded cautiously.
Anger boiled up inside her.
"Why didn't you tell me?" She screeched. "Why? Don't I deserve to know?"
For a moment she thought she saw guilt in his eyes, but the only thing he said was, "Get some sleep, Penny. Maybe you'll feel better in the morning."
Penny wanted to run away, as far away as possible. To get away from Percy. But she couldn't, not with her ankle broken.
Questions swirled through her mind. They were different now. Now the questions were about what Percy's motives were.