[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=a187be]🌈 Leda Storm 🌈[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/xjXLKy1x/original.gif[/img][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Greyhound Station[hr][hr][/center]	Leda winced sympathetically as some of Zeke's light ended up giving some nasty sunburns to the civilians standing by. She prayed to the gods that a medical team would be able to go on the scene for them soon, especially since the trio couldn't just give out ambrosia and nectar to the mortals to heal them. They also didn't have the time to stop for Zeke to use some of his Apollo magic. The mist then started to clear around the monster, revealing that it hadn't been a businessman after all - her memory short circuited for a moment as she tried to identify the monster they were fighting. If she could just remember what it was, then she'd have a better idea of what to do... Why reinvent the wheel after all if some other hero found an easy solution? It was probably Heracles. It was almost always Heracles. 

	[color=a187be]"Manticore!"[/color] Leda blurted. All she could remember about it was that its spikes were poisonous. They weren't a complete death sentence however. A second later the manticore grazed her and she cursed in Ancient Greek under her breath, especially seeing that it had sent spikes into Kristin and Zeke. She tugged down on her pendant, breaking the necklace chain, as it then morphed into her glowing sword, Ultraviolet. She dashed in as fast as she could and swung her sword, trying to lop off the Manticore's head, but she only managed to nick its neck. [color=a187be]"Its skin is too thick!"[/color]