“What are these guys?” he whispered. “Canadians,” Percy said. Frank leaned away from him. “Excuse me?” “Uh, no offense,” Percy said. “That’s what Annabeth called them when I fought them before. She said they live in the north, in Canada.” “Yeah, well,” Frank grumbled, “we’re in Canada. I’m Canadian. But I’ve never seen those things before.” Ella plucked a feather from her wings and turned it in her fingers. “Laistrygonians,” she said. “Cannibals. Northern giants. Sasquatch legend. Yep, yep. They’re not birds. Not birds of North America.” “That’s what they’re called,” Percy agreed. “Laistry—uh,
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