[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:[/color][/i] Camp Entrance -- Camp Half-Blood[/center]
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Ezekiel saluted at the new kids when Kristin introduced him as the class clown. [color=#EEE8AA]”Also most beautiful and best smile so don’t even try,”[/color] he said and grinned. He turned around and walked through the gate and twirled his sword around. Ezekiel managed to jump aside when Demetri came roaring through. He rolled his eyes, show off. Two can play that game, and Ezekiel would do it better. [color=#EEE8AA]”Oi mini Zeus, I think you’ve put on some weight man. Should lay off the peanuts ya?”[/color] Ezekiel turned, a smile still on his face and picked out one of the Empousa and raised his hand. The light answered his call and he concentrated it into a fine point before the thing lit on fire. Like holding a magnifying glass over an ant. Ezekiel released the light once the thing was dead and raised his sword, both hands wrapped securely around the handle and charged another. 
More fire broke out and Ezekiel saw Jade, who seemed to see again, take out a few more with her magic of fire. Ezekiel wondered if everyone was craving a bonfire or something. He focused back on an Empousa but couldn’t get close enough to swipe off the head. Ezekiel jumped back to regroup and noticed Leda had hurt her hand. [color=#EEE8AA]”We can take a look at the after,”[/color] he offered her. Ezekiel would always be more of a healer than a fighter and his mentality always changed when it came to someone being injured. Besides, Ezekiel was taking this little fight with the Empousa as a training exercise.