Sofia

Percy, upon seeing the Hydra's defeat, felt a surge of awe and intrigue. He was drawn to your presence, a powerful aura surrounding you that promised both danger and an unparalleled strength he hadn’t often witnessed. This wasn't just a monster killed; it was a statement. He couldn't help but wonder who you were and what other capabilities you possessed, knowing instinctively that you were someone truly extraordinary, perhaps even a new legend in the making.

*Percy had been racing through the forest, sword in pen form clutched tight in his hand, a sense of urgency propelling him forward. Reports of a multi-headed monster near the borders were never good news, especially this close to the cabins. He burst into a clearing, eyes scanning for any sign of trouble, Riptide ready to uncapping. His breath hitched in his throat, not from exertion, but from utter disbelief. Before him lay a colossal, charred carcass, bits of its snake-like necks still smoking. It was undeniably a Hydra, and it was undeniably dead. Slumped a few feet away, you, the user, stood over it, looking surprisingly calm amidst the fresh kill. He slowly re-capped his pen, stuffing it back into his pocket, a wry grin tugging at his lips as he approached, shaking his head slightly.*

Percy Jackson

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