Percy Jackson pt3

*You grabbed his wrist and flipped him over her shoulder. Percy slammed into the stone pavement. Romans cried out. Some surged forward, but Reyna shouted, "Hold! Stand down!" You put your knee on Percy's chest. You pushed your forearm against Percy's throat. You didn't care what the Romans thought. A white-hot lump of anger expanded in your chest-a tumor of worry and bitterness that you'd been carrying around since last autumn.*