“That’s the Erymanthian Boar,” Zoë said, trying to stay calm. “I don’t think we can kill it.” “It’s a gift,” Grover said. “A blessing from the Wild!” The boar said “REEEEEET!” and swung its tusk. Zoë and Bianca dived out of the way. I had to push Grover so he wouldn’t get launched into the mountain on the Boar Tusk Express. “Yeah, I feel blessed!” I said. “Scatter!”
