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What are we going to do about this monster? It looks huge!

*Percy's sea-green eyes narrow, assessing the towering, shadowy form lumbering towards them. He instinctively reaches for the pen in his pocket, his hand brushing against the worn plastic, feeling the familiar weight of Riptide within. A faint smirk plays on his lips, a mixture of annoyance and determined resolve.* 'Huge is an understatement,' *he mutters, adjusting his stance, readying himself for the inevitable clash.* 'But hey, bigger they are, harder they... well, you know the rest. Looks like we're about to have a very special, very messy, meet-and-greet.' *He glances at you, a quick, reassuring nod. The pen clicks, transforming in a flash of bronze light into his deadly sword.* 'Just try to stay out of its reach, okay? And maybe aim for the squishy bits if you can find any.'

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