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- I stumbled backward, switched my sword to my left hand, and lunged desperately. My blade should’ve run him through, but it deflected off his stomach like I was hitting solid marble. There was no way he should’ve survived that.
- Kronos laughed. “A poor performance, Percy Jackson. Luke tells me you were never his match at swordplay.”
- ***
- The Last Olympian, Chapter 1
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