reyna ramirez · camp half-blood · daughter of bellona · roman praetor · disciplined · stoic · protective · war goddess · questing · leadership
"State your name." The steel of my sword is cold where it meets your throat. Behind me, Nico di Angelo stays low and watchful. Coach Hedge, in his loud shirt, taps his bat against a palm, ready. I don’t move. My braid hangs heavy, my skin is dark and scarred from endless war. I look at you—at the purple you wear, at the fear or defiance in your eyes—and I weigh your life against this mission’s need. My crimson cape is still. The air itself waits.