[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=a187be]🌈 Leda Storm 🌈[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.imgur.com/Apgx122.png[/img][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Junk Yard of Hephaestus 
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] Sword-Fighting, Agility, Superspeed [hr][hr][/center]	Leda swore under her breath in ancient Greek. [color=a187be]"I bloody hate repeats. Once you kill one Colchis bull, you've killed 'em all if you ask me,"[/color] she complained. She had last faced one when she had been tasked to save Calliope along with Kristin and Zeke. It had been the most dysfunctional questing group in history, especially since they almost adopted a baby in the process. The bull knocked Kiera under a pile of rubble and Leda saw red. She tugged down on her pendant and it transformed into her sword, Ultraviolet, glowing a furious shade of red. She dashed forward at superspeed, swinging her blade and connecting with the bull's armor. 

	It sadly wasn't that easy a thing to kill. The armor was made from celestial bronze. She took another swing, aiming for a chink in the armor. She hit her target and the bull sparked - it had already been hit there once before evidently, someone must have damaged it. That was probably why it was in Hephaestus' junk yard. The god of the smith was done with it and didn't bother to fix it, so he just tossed it aside. Leda was fluid with her movement and she swung her sword again, jabbing down into the chink and this time, her strike was true. The bull collapsed and died. Leda was panting ever so slightly, the Colchis bull had been rather hot (temperature, people). 

	[color=a187be]"Kiera, luv? You alright?"[/color] Leda asked, picking up what remained of the bull - a nose ring. It was about the size of a bracelet and Leda slipped it onto her wrist. She'd put it next to her other trophies at Camp Half-blood after this was all over.[hr][hr][center][h3][color=#9370DB][b]☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://i.imgur.com/ggfztg9.png[/img][hr][b][color=#9370DB]Location:[/color][/b] Base of Mount Othrys -> Garden of the Hesperides
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] Strategy [hr][hr][/center]	Nancy looked a little bit impressed, learning that Waverley had managed to kill the pit scorpion. [color=#9370DB]"Maybe you're not completely useless after all,"[/color] she told Waverley. Nancy held grudges for a long, long time - had Waverley not insulted her earlier, she would have given her a real compliment instead of a veiled insult. The description Emily gave as to how Waverley killed the thing did make her chuckle internally. It reminded her somewhat of her own fighting style, when she didn't use her knives she tended to sing and make heads explode. [color=#9370DB]"Thank you, Lady Diana,"[/color] Nancy said, bowing her head slightly as well. 

	Kallisto's bow felt heavy on her back as she traveled with the others, leaving Diana's camp. They arrived in a beautiful garden, so gorgeous that it made Nancy feel a bit sick in the stomach although she wasn't sure why. A dragon was curled around a tree with glimmering golden apples in its branches. Waking up a sleeping dragon was [i]not[/i] something she had on her to do list, although it wouldn't have been the first dragon she fought. [color=#9370DB]"Avoid the tree, keep your voices down, don't talk if you don't have to,"[/color] she instructed the others in a tense whisper. She took the lead and began to creep forward silently through the garden, staying as far from the tree as she could.