Chapter 52 Leo

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Glowing.

It was the only word I could think of when (Y/n) showed up.

Her hair was done into intricate curls, her silver streak framing her face. She was draped in a white silk dress with a slit on each side, showing off her legs, which were wound in strings of gold.

Silver jewels clung to her shoulders, scattering down her arms. Her skin looked delicate, glowing pink across her cheeks. 

Her eyes shone like Sapphires, and I smiled, knowing she would have made fun of me for that comment.

But there was something that stood out about her eyes.

Her irises were electric, like someone had filled them with bioluminescent algae. 

Okay, that was a bad analogy, but she looked beautiful and kind of scary, too.

Power seemed to crackle in the air around her, lifting her curls from off around her neck and gently swaying her dress. 

The hairs on my arms began to stand on end.I wasn't sure if I should run for cover or compliment her. 

Judging by the look on her face, I decided to keep the compliments until after we were about to die.

She raised her hand and a shard of ice appeared in front of her, not flimsy frost, solid ice.

"Phoebe." 

(Y/n)'s voice was deadpan as she hopped onto the platform, "there's an easy way to do this. You leave us alone, and you get to leave alive."

The Titaness laughed, sizing (Y/n) up, "Well, aren't you a little hero."

I watched (Y/n) shrug, "I'd like to think so."

Without a second glance, Phoebe charged forward, Nico's sword in her hand.

When we first confronted Phoebe, she gloated that she didn't need a weapon to defeat us. Will had been using the unconscious goth's sword when she had grabbed it from him, tossing him aside.

It looked more like a toothpick in her large hand.

(Y/n) sighed as if she was disappointed. She caught the flat edge of the sword between her hands and I watched the blood pill from her palm. She seemed unphased, frost crawling up the sword and Phoebe's arms like a pair of chilled handcuffs, freezing her to the cliff.

"W-what?" 

The Titaness stammered, (Y/n) drew her sword and I watched her try and sprint across the iced skin.

"Anyone has a safety pin?!" She yelled, waddling forward with her hands firmly holding the slits closed. 

No one had time to answer since Phoebe pulled back, the cuffs shattering.

There was venom in her eyes, "You killed my husband." 

She roared, swinging her massive hand at (Y/n). The brunette simply stepped off her shoulder, a pedestal of ice catching her.

"If you're lucky, maybe you can join Koios," (Y/n) muttered, hopping onto the other shoulder. 

She pointed her sword at Phoebe's neck, who only laughed.

"What's that going to do-" 

A shard of ice pressed deeply into the back of her shoulder blades, and I watched her draw in a quick breath, the point digging into her skin. 

(Y/n) smirked, standing where Phoebe could see her, "If you really were the Titan of intelligence, you would have realized how stupid this was." 

Then, the shard punctured through the Titaness's chest.This ice wasn't like the one (Y/n) had used on Theia; it was huge and only required one hit to do the trick. 

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