[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=a187be]🌈 Leda Storm 🌈[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/32e82f0372fface7cc88e4d75bab7c52/tumblr_inline_p1oaad3Gd51rifr4k_540.gif[/img][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Houston, Texas
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Kristin broke the door open with her spear. Leda wasn't really sure what she expected to see on the other side. The entrance itself was pretty tame and boring, but there was a sign pointing towards the auditorium. She followed along with Kristin into the auditorium, quickly noting about two dozen cyclops up on the stage. Calliope was bound and gagged - she looked like a young college girl with flowing dark hair. Marysas reminded her of Michael Scott from the Office. He had been humming or something, although now that they had entered the room, the enemy of Apollo looked shocked and worried. She didn't like the odds. Twenty cyclopses, two demigods? Well, three if she counted Zeke, but he seemed to be mostly a support player. 	

	[color=a187be]"Alright Zeke, it's your dad, your play. Try not to screw it up,"[/color] Leda said. If Zeke could get Marysas to agree to some sort of challenge, it would mean they wouldn't have to fight twenty cyclopses. Maybe they could come up with some sort of signal for the Hunters of Artemis to send in a volley of arrows and take out Marysas' minions. Still, even though the plan was for Zeke to go up and handle things, Leda didn't have her guard down. She had Ultraviolet out, ready for a fight.