Dirt and leaves flew, metal net flashing. Leo was knocked off his feet, turned upside down, and doused in Tabasco sauce and oil. He found himself sandwiched between the vat and the dragon as it thrashed, trying to free itself from the net that had wrapped around them both.

The dragon blew flames in every direction, lighting up the sky and setting trees on fire. Oill and sauce burned all over them. It didn’t hurt Leo, but it left a nasty taste in his mouth.

“Will you stop that!” he yelled.

The Lost Hero, Chapter XII