THE BATTLE OF THE LABYRINTH Percy Jackson ... - No one's invited.

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He told them again the words of Pan—how they must save the wild a little at a time. He started dividing
the satyrs into groups—which ones would go to the national parks, which ones would search out the last
wild places, which ones would defend the parks in the big cities.
“Well,” Annabeth said to me, “Grover seems to be growing up.”
Later that afternoon I found Tyson at the beach, talking to Briares. Briares was building a sand castle
with about fifty of his hands. He wasn’t really paying attention to it, but his hands had constructed a
three-story compound with fortified walls, a moat, and a drawbridge.
Tyson was drawing a map in the sand.
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“Go left at the reef,” he told Briares.“Straight down when you see the sunken ship. Then about one mile
east, past the mermaid graveyard, you will start to see fires burning.”
“You’re giving him directions to the forges?” I asked.
Tyson nodded. “Briares wants to help. He will teach Cyclopes ways we have forgotten, how to make
better weapons and armor.”
“I want to see Cyclopes,” Briares agreed. “I don’t want to be lonely anymore.”
“I doubt you’ll be lonely down there,” I said a little wistfully, because I’d never even been in Poseidon’s
kingdom. “They’re going to keep you really busy.”
Briares’sface morphed to a happy expression. “Busy sounds good! I only wish Tyson could go, too.”
Tyson blushed. “I need to stay here with my brother. You will do fine, Briares. Thank you.”
The Hundred-Handed One shook my hand about a hundred times. “We will meet again, Percy. I know
it!”
Then he gave Tyson a big octopus hug and waded out into the ocean. We watched until his enormous
head disappeared under the waves.
I clapped Tyson on the back. “You helped him a lot.”
“I only talked to him.”
“You believed in him. Without Briares, we never would’ve taken downKampê .”
Tyson grinned. “He throws good rocks!”
I laughed.“Yeah. He throws really good rocks. Come on, big guy. Let’s have dinner.”
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It felt good to have a regular dinner at camp. Tyson sat with me at the Poseidon table. The sunset over