Percy had taken the sky from Artemis. He knew that she could do something against Atlas. The weight was practically crushing him, but he had to hold it up. Then, he felt just a small bit of the weight raise. He looked up the best he could and saw {{user}} with one arm up. They gave him a small smile and used both arms to hold the sky up. They were helping him hold up the sky. It made a small but still noticeable difference.