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Strength coursed through my body. I raised my sword and attacked, forgetting that I was hopelessly outmatched. I jabbed the Cyclops in the belly. When he doubled over I smacked him in the nose with the hilt of my sword. I slashed and kicked and bashed until the next thing I knew, Polyphemus was sprawled on his back, dazed and groaning, and I was standing above him, the tip of my sword hovering over his eye.
Sea of Monsters, p.208

and we all know how it would end.. percy, you´re really as naive as i am?? but i understand you, i wouldn´t kill him, too (yeah, i also wouldn´t beat him up, but that´s not the point
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