The small cavern underneath the temple thundered and shook from Percy's fight with Ramona.
The sickly girl had the advantage in such a closed space, and her sand magic was immensely dangerous.
But Percy's adaptability had always carried him this far. When problems presented themselves, solutions wandered into Percy's mind.
That was what he was thinking as he dodged Ramona's attacks. She could form giant hands of sand like Sebas, albeit not as big. Each time the hands came down, he could feel the weight of sand compressing the air.
The ground didn't cave in from her force, though; it was special like the one at the top of the temple, where Thalos and the others were fighting now. Percy let out three disabling shots to see how she resisted them.
The blue spheres slammed into her giant palms as they shielded her body, spreading over the sand like a blue film of light. Ramona sensed that something was wrong and just detached that portion of her arms.
