You Know How Hard It Is To

Now, Sorry About That Kill-on-sight Business.

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!

Fighting Giants Was One Thing. Bacchus Making Into A Game Was Something Else.

At The Feast Of Fortune, She'll Awaken, And The Demigods Will Be Cut Down Like-- Like---" "like Our Low Prices At Bargain Mart!" Stheno Suggested.

You're Pretty Smug, Lord Ares, For A Guy Who Runs From Cupid Statues.