Arctic Fights. [Rachie]

It had been a long time since the Battle but Cassandra would always remember the terror that the enemy brought forth with them, creatures last seen in the 2nd century or older. Creatures that had been disbanded to the centre of the earth or Tartarus. Ones that were the foundation of all nightmares, ones that drank blood like the empousai of Hecate. Cassandra's hair was glittering with golden dust from the monsters she'd killed, still the glitter had not come out. In the full glaze of the sun it glittered. How the inside of a gruesome monster could be so gorgeous Cassandra had no idea.

Slowly she lifted her head and opened her eyes slowly. She looked at the sun and raised an eyebrow. She hated the sun, she was a Daughter of the Winter. Slowly she got up and got dressed. She was excited, new automatons had arrived at camp and they were just like the real deal, Cassie dressed herself in proper Greek armour. Her's was silver with intricate carvings on it made by one of Hephaestus children. She grabbed her hair and twisted it into a bun.

With manicured nails she reached over for her platinum and silver sword with diamonds in crested on the hilt and blade. The center of the sword was celestrial bronze and so had the same effect on monsters. Smiling Cassie left her head protection and walked off towards the arena.