Frank Dragon Form

	Romans screamed and scattered as a full-sized dragon charged through the forum—a beast even scarier than the bronze dragon figurehead on the Argo II. It had rough gray skin like a Komodo lizard’s and leathery bat wings. Arrows and rocks bounced harmlessly off its hide as it lumbered toward Piper and Jason, grabbed them with its front claws, and vaulted into the air.
	“Is that… ?” Annabeth couldn’t even put the thought into words.
	“Frank,” Percy confirmed, a few feet above her. “He has a few special talents.”