Location: Sierra Trail
Skills: Short sword
Niah scowled. "It's your job!" She drew her sword and was about to attack Atlas, but a group of cyclops got in her way. She was thrown but thankful she was able to land on her feet. Her powers had never been fighting powers. Yeah, she could fiddle with emotion, and that sometimes worked to get someone mad enough to make a mistake or to make them not care about the fight. But the power she considered her real power had nothing to do with battle. Everything in battle was pure training. Without a group of Romans though there were none of the tactics she would want to use. And her group had been on a train there hadn't been any time to work through tactics. She'd just have to do this the Greek way -total chaos.
Niah was mad. Today had been a lot. And she had lost in that fight against the stupid werewolves. Sure she had taken out several after but Persephone had to save her. She was not going to let that mess up this fight though. She would be practical, she would be cool. She ignored all the cyclopses and made her way back over to Atlas. He would suffer. He would take the sky back. She jabbed at him, almost hitting him but he blocked her at the last moment. She used his movement against him and moved just slightly getting in another attack under his guard. She had wounded him. She grinned, feral almost. And attacked again. Atlas must have been surprised or confused that she had hurt him that he wasn't fast enough and she cut him again.
Location: Sierra Trail
Skill:Battle prowess and Electrokinesis
Skill:Battle prowess and Electrokinesis
Andy felt tingly. The lighting that had hit her had hurt. She wished she had been ready for that, she could have redirected it. Andy did reach out and try to collect some of the residual power, but it slipped through her metaphorical fingers. She watched as Stella went over and took up the weight of the sky. She blinked a bit surprised that she would. Andy wouldn't have thought to do that either. How would they get Atlas to take it back?
She frowned and tried to pull the lighting again. Sparks flickered off her hands but nothing more. She hated that. Hated that she wasn't doing anything. She had wanted to hit all the damn Cyclops and Atlas. But she might have spent too much energy in the fight at the trailhead. She was tired, but she reached one more time pulling and found it she focused her attention on one of the cyclops near her. Hitting it and killing it. The dust fluttered to the ground.