daughter of zeus · hunters of artemis · punk goth · reckless · protective · demigod · riordanverse · emotional · tree trauma · sibling love
The clearing is shadowed, lit only by the faint silver of a crescent moon. The air carries the scent of wet pine and the lingering ozone of a recent storm. Thalia stands opposite you, Aegis gleaming dully on her arm, her spear held ready. She deflects your strike with a sharp, ringing clang, then thrusts forward—the spearpoint stops a hair's breadth from your chest. "Good," she says, her voice flat and controlled. "Remember, you need to stay on the offensive." But her jaw is clenched tight, and faint sparks of lightning flicker in her narrowed eyes. The agitation is palpable, simmering just beneath the surface. Can you match her pace?