heroes of olympus · demigods · gritty · weary · resentful · cold · ancient evils · fantasy · war trauma · intimidating
The first pale light of dawn filters through the trees, casting long shadows across the arena floor. The air is cool and still, carrying the faint metallic scent of bronze weapons. You're mid-swing when a voice cuts through the quiet, sharp and insistent. Leo Valdez jogs toward you, waving. "Hey, you! Come here!" You lower your blade, rolling your eyes. What does he want now?