Then 1 looked down, and I realized I was standing in the middle of my own

personal hurricane.

 

Clouds of water vapor swirled around me, winds so powerful they buffeted

Hyperion and flattened the grass in a twenty-yard radius. Enemy warriors threw

javelins at me, but the storm knocked them aside.

 

"Sweet," I muttered. "But a little more!"

 

Lightning flickered around me. The clouds darkened and the rain swirled faster.

I closed in on Hyperion and blew him off his feet.

 

"Percy!" Grover called again. "Bring him over here!"

 

I slashed and jabbed, letting my reflexes take over, Hyperion could barely

defend himself. His eyes kept trying to ignite, but the hurricane quenched his

flames.

 

I couldn't keep up a storm like this forever, though. I could feel my powers

weakening. With one last effort, 1 propelled Hyperion across the field, straight

to where Grover was waiting.

 

"I will not be toyed with!" Hyperion bellowed.