I Try Not To Think. It Interferes

Frank Zhang! I, Jason Grace, Praetor Of The Twelfth Legion Fulminata, Give You My Final Order: I Resign My Post And Give You Emergency Field Promotion To Praetor, With The Full Powers Of That Rank. Take Command Of This Legion!

Frank Nodded Grimly. “well…any Goddess Who Throws A Ding Dong At A Giant Can’t Be All Bad. Let’s Go.

Destroy Them Later?" Cal Offered, Which Was Probably As Close To Friendly As He Ever Got.

When He Woke, Daylight Was Coming Through The Glass Floor, And A Boy's Voice Said, "oh...you Are In So Much Trouble.

Genius Does Not Excuse Evil.