[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=a187be]Leda Storm[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/3rPxw7sr/Quinn-Saphire.gif[/img][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Half-Blood Dining Pavilion -> the Barrier
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] Superhuman Speed[hr][hr][/center]	Leda sprinted off after her sister, not content to just walk to the edge of camp when there was something exciting and new going on. There were two new demigods there, both gingers, but Leda's attention was mostly held by the small army of monsters on the other side of the barrier. The poor satyr was cut down and Leda winced - that had [i]got[/i] to hurt. [color=a187be]"Bloody hell, you two know how to make an entrance,"[/color] she mused, her British accent clear as day. She didn't want to just let the Empousa camp out at the barrier. Sure, they might wander off eventually, but there was also a chance they would come back with more monsters and surround the camp completely. Plus, it was a bit creepy, letting them be there. The accent was hard to miss, though. [color=a187be]"Oh, you two are Irish? Neato."[/color]

	Leda then crossed over the barrier, moving faster than the eye could see with her sword, Ultraviolet. Her weapon was glowing a soft shade of purple as she cut three of the monsters in half, the creatures bursting into dust like piñatas almost. She managed to wound another five monsters and she smirked, enjoying the little warm up. [color=a187be]"Anyone else care for a swing? No?"[/color] she asked, not wanting to take all of the glory if the other demigods felt like doing more than just sitting around and talking at the moment. [color=a187be]"Really, no takers?"[/color]