>All around the Romans, Charleston Harbor erupted like a Las Vegas fountain putting on a show. When the wall of sea water subsided, the three Romans were in the bay, spluttering and frantically trying to stay afloat in their armor.

>Hazel frowned. "We can't let them drown, can we?"

>"They won't," Percy promised. "I've got the water circulating around their feet. As soon as we're out of range, I'll spit them ashore."

*pg. 239 MoA*