PJO

Hermes: A foe like Circe’s not to be messed with You want to beat her? You'll need the blessing of a certain god Divine intervention Someone who's not afraid to send a message Percy: what? Hermes: here in the root of this flower There lies such a power to take her on You must consume and digest it Then you'll manifest a being of your creation All you need's imagination Though it's only for a moment Til you've beaten your opponent And I call this root, Holy moly Annabeth: okay. Hermes: good luck