[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] Superspeed, Agility, Sword-Fighting [hr][hr][/center]	Leda grunted slightly, groaning a bit as she was knocked to the ground. Before she had time to contemplate how seriously screwed and vulnerable she had been in that situation, a hail of silver arrows came from out of nowhere, finishing off the rest of the cyclopses. Marysas was the only enemy combatant left standing. Zeke apparently was expecting Marysas to just yield. She felt like it was the set up for Marysas to monologue about how Apollo had wronged him and that he would never yield. Her muscles twitched as Leda just [i]went for it[/i]. She quickly got up from the floor, her natural agility helping her. 

	She then dashed forward, not giving Marysas a chance for last words, as she swung Ultraviolet and beheaded the enemy of Apollo. The satyr went [i]poof[/i], turning into dust like any other monster. His pelt fell to the ground with a soft thud as a trophy. [color=a187be]"As expected, I had to handle it. Leave it to the children of the minor gods to get things done,"[/color] Leda joked. She was breathing a bit heavily, exhausted from the overuse of her speed that day. Her sword transformed back into a necklace, appearing around her neck. Leda's stomach growled, demanding fuel. Hopefully the Hunters of Artemis brought fruit snacks with them or something. 

	Leda picked up the pelt and slung it over her back. [color=a187be]"If it's not magical, one of you tossers can have it,"[/color] she added, speaking to Kristin and Zeke.