XIII| angry Cyclops

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"I got Nobody!" Polyphemus gloated.

They crept to the cave entrance and saw the Cyclops, grinning wickedly, holding up empty air. The monster shook his fist, and a baseball cap fluttered to the ground.

There was Annabeth, hanging upside down by her legs.

"Hah!" the Cyclops said. "Nasty invisible girl! Already got feisty one for wife. Means you gotta be grilled with mango chutney!"

Annabeth struggled, but she looked dazed. She had a nasty cut on her forehead. Her eyes were glassy.

"I'll rush him," Percy whispered to Clarisse. "Our ship is around the back of the island. You, Oliver, Daphne and Grover-"

"No way." they all said at the same time.

Clarisse had armed herself with a highly collectible rams-horn spear from the Cyclops's cave.

Grover had found a sheep's thigh bone, which he didn't look too happy about, but he was gripping it like a club, ready to attack.

"We'll take him together." Clarisse growled.

"Yeah." Grover said.

Then he blinked, like he couldn't believe he'd just agreed with Clarisse about something.

"All right," Oliver said. "Attack plan Macedonia."

They nodded. They had all taken the same training courses at Camp Half-Blood. They knew what he was talking about.

They would sneak around either side and attack the Cyclops from the flanks while hw held his attention in the front.

Probably what this meant was that they would all die instead of just Percy.

Daphne hefted her sword and shouted, "Hey, Ugly!"

The giant whirled toward her. "Another one? Who are you?"

"Put down my friend. I'm the one who insulted you."

"You are Nobody?"

"That's right, you smelly bucket of nose drool!" It didn't sound quite as good as Annabeth's insults, but it was all Daphne could think of. "I'm Nobody and I'm proud of it! Now, put her down and get over here. I want to stab your eye out again."

"RAAAR!" he bellowed.

The good news: he dropped Annabeth. The bad news: he dropped her headfirst onto the rocks, where she lay motionless as a rag doll.

The other bad news: Polyphemus barreled toward Daphne, a thousand smelly pounds of Cyclops that she would have to fight with a very small sword.

"For Pan!" Grover rushed in from the right.

He threw his sheep bone, which bounced harmlessly off the monster's forehead.

Oliver and Clarisse ran in from the left and set their spear against the ground just in time for the Cyclops to step on it.

He wailed in pain, and Oliver and Clarisse dove out of the way to avoid getting trampled. But the Cyclops just plucked out the shaft like a large splinter and kept advancing on Daphne.

Percy moved in with Riptide and Daphne beared her sword in her hand.

The monster made a grab for them. The duo rolled aside and Percy stabbed him in the thigh.
Daphne was hoping to see him disintegrate, but this monster was much too big and powerful.

"Get Annabeth!" Percy yelled at Grover.

He rushed over, grabbed her invisibility cap, and picked her up while Percy, Oliver, Clarisse and Daphne tried to keep Polyphemus distracted.

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