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

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Annabeth elbowed me. “Don’t be rude. The Hundred-Handed Ones all have fifty different faces.”<br />

“Must make it hard to get a yearbook picture,” I said.<br />

Tyson was still entranced. “It will be okay, Briares! We will help you! Can I have your autograph?”<br />

Briares sniffled. “Do you have one hundred pens?”<br />

“Guys,” Grover interrupted. “We have to get out of here.Kampê will be back. She’ll sense us sooner or<br />

later.”<br />

“Break the bars,” Annabeth said.<br />

“Yes!” Tyson said, smiling proudly. “Briares can do it. He is very strong. Stronger than Cyclopes, even!<br />

Watch!”<br />

Briares whimpered. A dozen of his hands started playing patty-cake, but none of them made any<br />

attempt to break the bars.<br />

“If he’s so strong,” I said, “why is he stuck in jail?”<br />

Annabeth ribbed me again. “He’s terrified,” she whispered. “Kampêhad imprisoned him inTartarus for<br />

thousands of years. How would you feel?”<br />

The Hundred-Handed One covered his face again.<br />

“Briares?”Tyson asked. “What…what is wrong? Show us your great strength!”<br />

“Tyson,” Annabeth said, “I think you’d better break the bars.”<br />

Tyson’s smile melted slowly.<br />

“I will break the bars,” he repeated. He grabbed the cell door and ripped it off its hinges like it was<br />

made of wet clay.<br />

“Come on, Briares,” Annabeth said. “Let’s get you out of here.”<br />

She held out her hand. For a second,Briares’s face morphed to a hopeful expression. Several of his<br />

arms reached out, but twice as many slapped them away.<br />

“I cannot,” he said. “She will punish me.”<br />

“It’s all right,” Annabeth promised. “You fought the Titans before, and you won, remember?”<br />

“I remember the war.”Briares’s face morphed again—furrowed brow and a pouting mouth. His<br />

brooding face, I guess. “Lightning shook the world. We threw many rocks. The Titans and the monsters<br />

almost won. <strong>No</strong>w they are getting strong again.Kampê said so.”<br />

“Don’t listen to her,” I said. “Come on!”<br />

He didn’t move. I knew Grover was right. We didn’t have much time beforeKampê returned. But I

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