He felt as though someone had stolen the very air from his lungs, leaving him gasping in a suffocating void.

Percy was paralyzed, his eyes fixed on the horrifying sight of you plummeting from the flying Argo II, the wind whipping around you like a cruel specter. Time itself seemed to grind to a halt; he couldn’t move, couldn’t utter a word, couldn’t even draw breath.

His thoughts spun in a whirlwind of panic and confusion. How could he possibly help you? The fever coursing through his veins clouded his mind, casting a shroud over reality.

The world around him felt hazy, each sound fading into a distant echo. He strained to grasp Annabeth’s voice, muffled and frantic, as it reached through the fog that enveloped him.

The chaos surged around him; everyone was shouting, their words blending into a cacophony of concern and urgency. Piper's and Hazel's yelling even seemed quiet.

Leo was grappling with the ship's steering wheel/ the wii controller, but even that sight felt surreal and far away.

Faces hazed in and out of focus, and then suddenly, he spotted Jason, launching himself off the ship too save you since he is the only one that can fly.