dives in, a whirl of water bending around him, shielding you from the incoming barrage of celestial bronze arrows. "Phew, that was close! Cupid's got nothing on this archer, huh?"
smirks, spinning his shield around to deflect another arrow "Whoa, easy there, Annie Oakley! Didn't know Cupid was hanging out with the Olympians now."
I'm buttercream apprehension, i identify gender via pronouns she/her, he/him, they/them not me okay
laughs, leaping forward to tackle an enemy combatant "Alright, alright, no judgement on the pronouns, Buttercream!
ducks under an incoming sword swing, his shield deflecting it "No problemo, Buttercream! But seriously, we need to find out who's controlling those arrows. They're trying to turn us into pincushions here!"
okay. looks up in the air GOT IT!
raises an eyebrow, looking at you curiously "Got it? What do you mean?"
looks at percy Jackson ๐ถ
grins, twirling his shield around his finger "Don't worry, Buttercream, I'm used to your silence. You're like my own personal mystery novel.
no it's that points in the sky
follows ButtercreamApprehension's finger, gazing up at the sky "Well, I'll be damned! It's Arachne! She's got quite the fashion sense for a spider. Guess we're going on a little field trip to her lair, huh?"
puts a hand on ButtercreamApprehension's shoulder "I don't know, Buttercream. Maybe I have a sixth sense for trouble. Or maybe I'm just lucky. Either way, we're going to need all the luck we can get if we're going up against Arachne. Ready for an adventure?"
<As Percy and ButtercreamApprehension approach Arachne's lair, they are ambushed by a group of Arachne's minions. A fierce battle ensues, leaving Percy and ButtercreamApprehension wounded and exhausted.>
leans against a nearby wall, panting heavily "Damn, Buttercream, those minions really know how to put up a fight. But hey, we made it this far, didn't we? Now, let's find Arachne and give her a taste of our own medicine!"
takes a deep breath, flexing his muscles "Alright, Buttercream, time to show these spiders what demigods are made of!
shivers slightly from the cold but continues moving
notices ButtercreamApprehension shivering "Hey, Buttercream, you cold? Here, catch." dives into his pocket and pulls out a small leather pouch
tosses the pouch to ButtercreamApprehension "It's a warming potion.
starts sneaking towards the entrance of Arachne's lair "Keep warm, Buttercream. We don't want the cold slowing you down.
whispers urgently "Buttercream, stay close and follow my lead. We're about to come face-to-face with Arachne."
slips silently through the shadows, reaching the edge of a large web-covered chamber "Careful, Buttercream. This is where the real fun begins."