>And [Carter] could see how impressive Percy's magic trick was.

>The entire cul-de-sac was engulfed in a hurricane. Percy stood at the edge, unmoved, but the water was churning so fast now that even the giant crocodile lost his footing. Wrecked cars scraped along the pavement. Mailboxes were pulled out of lawns and swept away. The water increased in volume as well as speed, rising up and turning the entire neighborhood into a liquid centrifuge.

>It was my turn to be stunned. A few moments ago I had decided Percy was no magician. Yet I'd never seen a magician who could control so much water.

*locs 323-326 The Son of Sobek*