>I sliced through armor like it was made of paper. Snake woman exploded. Hellhounds melted into shadow. I slashed and stabbed and whirled, and I might have even laughed once or twice-a crazy laugh that scared me as much as it did my enemies. I was aware of the Apollo campers behind me shooting arrows, disrupting any attempt by the enemy to rally. Finally, the monsters turned and fled-about twenty out of two hundred.

*pg. 188 TLO*