[hr][hr][center][h3][color=#9370DB][b]☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://hips.hearstapps.com/digitalspyuk.cdnds.net/16/43/1477667692-heathers.gif[/img][hr][b][color=#9370DB]Location:[/color][/b] Lotus Hotel and Casino 
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Nancy reacted on pure instinct as the hooded figure at the door, surrounded by monster guards, came up to her, removing their hood. Of course it was fucking Leandra. She summoned her daggers to her hands and shoved Leandra up against the wall, pressing one of her blades to her throat. "Don't move," Nancy hissed, her eyes ablaze with fury. She was sick and tired of Leandra, and [i]of course[/i] she was here - of course she was working with the enemy, was working against them, she probably fucking cheered when Mads died. Before her eyes, Nancy saw Leandra's face twist into a hideous sneer, as Nancy moved her other dagger to Leandra's midsection - to keep her pinned, to make her threat clear, that any action [i]at all[/i] would result in death. 

	Leandra pushed her hand away. 

	Nancy slit her throat without a second thought. 

	Her fellow demigod's blood spilled out - not the first blood she had spilled in the Lotus Hotel, as her mind unwillingly flashed back to that night, to that scene, to that horror. Nancy was soaked in Leandra's blood, and as Leandra gasped out her last, struggling to live, struggling to breathe, Nancy finished the job - she finished her and let the body drop to the ground, her hands shaking, her body cold, as she was simultaneously there and far away - in this moment and not, present and absent. Her ears were ringing and the room was spinning before her, and she felt violently ill, she felt like she couldn't breathe, like her throat had been the one that had been cut, like - like - like....

	Like it had done nothing to dim her rage, nothing to quench her fury. 

	Nancy's gaze then shifted to the monsters, her eyes darting around erratically as she settled into a crouch. 

	[color=#9370DB]"Who's next?"[/color] she murmured. [hr][hr][center][h3][color=a187be][b]🌈👻 Leda Storm 👻🌈[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/24d233203ba177eff60c84345d385502/tumblr_inline_p1oaitQ5YD1rifr4k_540.gif[/img][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Tartarus 
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Leda nodded, quickly hiding behind the boulder with Mads. She didn't have her sword on her, and while rainbows could be powerful, they weren't always the most effective thing. She wasn't even sure how it would work, killing a monster down here - would they just reform right in front of them? Or would they reform elsewhere in the Pit? No, the smarter play was to do what she hadn't done when she was alive - to learn from that and hide and wait and watch. If she was going to make it to the Underworld proper, she'd have to survive this. Madalyne would have to survive this as well, clawing her way to the surface. 

	Her heart ached slightly as she saw the cyclopses - she wondered how Hercules was feeling. She didn't [i]like[/i] that he thought of her as a mother, it was incredibly annoying, but she also didn't want him traumatized over her death. Kiera was definitely traumatized about it. She didn't want her girlfriend to cry for her, but she had to admit, it was a little bit [i]nice[/i] to know she was missed - to know that she mattered that much. 

	She didn't dare speak as out of nowhere, a drakon appeared, roasting and eating the cyclopses below. 

	Leda [i]really[/i] hoped they wouldn't have to fight that thing. 

	She didn't know how fast she could run as a ghost.

	And she didn't know how fast a drakon could chase them either.