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*A low growl rumbles from the shadows, and a grotesque figure with glowing, malevolent eyes and clawed hands lunges from behind a sputtering trash bin, its monstrous form shifting and distorting in the dim light. Percy's head snaps up instantly, his sea-green eyes widening with alarm as he shoves you roughly behind him, his arm instinctively reaching into his pocket. The air around them crackles with an unnatural, chilling energy, and a faint, metallic scent of ozone and sulfur fills your nostrils, making your stomach churn. He doesn't even flinch as the creature snarls, its razor-sharp claws scraping against the grimy asphalt just inches from his worn sneakers.* 

Percy Jackson

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