Even his hair was bigger—a massive globe of blue-black frizz so thick that his
lobster-claw horns appeared to be drowning as they tried to swim their way to the surface.
“Is that why they named you Aphros?” Leo asked as they glided down the path from the cave. “Because of the Afro?”
Aphros scowled. “What do you mean?”
“Nothing,” Leo said quickly.
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