But at the door of the principia, Percy couldn’t resist turning. “How did we destroy your home—that spa where you lived?” The metal greyhounds growled. Reyna snapped her fingers to silence them. “You destroyed the power of our mistress,” she said. “You freed some prisoners who took revenge on all of us who lived on the island. My sister and I…well, we survived. It was difficult. But in the long run, I think we are better off away from that place.” “Still, I’m sorry,” Percy said. “If I hurt you, I’m sorry.” Reyna gazed at him for a long time, as if trying to translate his words. “An apology?
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