Persephone's Might: Pt. 3
Yay, double-digit Reviews! Two chapters in a row! Let's go for three!
To Pjo crossovers:
You're right. The human half of a demigod limits how much ambrosia and nectar they can ingest. I forget which story and which chapter, but I did touch on this. Case in point, Shin'en. I have described his blood as being more orangish than red because he's more divine, adding a touch of gold.
Your "core" analogy also has canon support. In Mark of Athena, Leo asks Frank why he doesn't always turn into a dragon, and Franks says that's like bench-pressing your maximum weight all the time. Well, Persephone's max weight is a lot higher than canon Percy's max, because she actually "weight trained." Percy threw in the towel the first chance he got.
Anyway, more Persephone kicking ass in New Rome.
Disclaimer: I don't own PJO or any other media herein
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"What…was…that?" Leo asked, referring to the sleek ninja armor that Persephone had put on.
"Uzumaki Power Armor," Chaos answered with a grin. "Otherwise known as the Karas armor. It comes from the Shinto sphere of influence, which means its outside of Greco-Roman things. Because of that, it gets around the stipulation of god/demigod teamwork. In other words, when Persephone wears that armor, she can kill my rather underwhelming grandchildren with ease."
"Oh," Leo blinked.
"Underwhelming grandchildren?" Hazel asked.
"Yes, underwhelming. They're supposed to be able to kill the mighty gods of Olympus, but they got their asses handed to them by a bunch of fucking teenagers with attitude."
There was a round of agreeing muttering that went through the throne room as the demigods examined that and found it to be true.
Honestly, if you go back and examine the Giant fight scenes in Heroes, the demigods by themselves beat them all. The only reason the demigods don't outright win every battle is because they need a god. However, in the unique case of Alcyoneus, its proven that without that stipulation, the Giants can be handled with more ease than the Titans, in that Hazel and Frank ended the Bane of Pluto without too much effort.
"Anyway," Chaos chirped. "How's Shin'en doing?"
The supreme entity clicked the button on the remote and changed the viewing bubble from Persephone in New Rome back to Tartarus.
"Woah, shit. Tarty hasn't put this much effort into anything since you were children training with me."
The image in the viewing bubble was nothing short of terrifying.
In the House of Hades, Percy and Annabeth often equate the terrain they walk upon with body parts, such as feet, armpits, and the location where the Doors of Death were at as the heart. Well, that was more accurate than they realized. On-screen was the full image of Tartarus, a gigantic humanoid that towered much higher than Typhon, with his feet submerged to the ankles in what was supposed to be the endless void of Chaos that resided underneath Tartarus.
Hovering in front of Tartarus was a gigantic, albeit way smaller entity. A warrior made of dark emerald energy with a samurai aesthetic and huge wings. A pointed plate covered its lower face, and thirteen horns adorned its forehead. Its eyes were narrow and slanted, burning with emerald fire. In each hand was a glowing katana, and in the huge warrior's forehead was a hexagonal jewel, and standing suspended in it was Shin'en, his eyes a blazing crimson ringed with black.
The design was rather compact across his iris, but it was six overlapping red triangles.
"Oh, he brought out his Eternal Mangekyou," Chaos noted. "And the Perfect Susano'o."
"Eternal what?" someone asked, a Roman. "Isn't that from Naruto?"
"It's exactly from Naruto," said Chaos. "The twins were separated at birth, part of a divine deal between the Shinto god Susano'o and the vengeful River Styx. They took that little Percy away and dropped him in the Naruto world."
"Where he became a member of the Akatsuki?" the kid asked, knowing what the cloak meant.
"Bingo."
"And he has the Eternal Mangekyou? So, he's like, Itachi?"
"More like Madara on steroids, but you've got the gist."
"That is so badass." Then the kid looked at Percy, frowned, and looked back.
Percy shrank in his seat.
"Hang on," Annabeth spoke up. "Is he fighting a Primordial god by himself?"
"Yes," Chaos answered simply.
Annabeth paled. "We need to help him!"
Chaos and Erebus looked at each other, then laughed.
The creator hit a button on the remote and switched it back to Persephone.
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Short version of New Rome was that it was in shambles. The monsters had gone out of their way to undo all the construction that had been completed since the emperors. The city was littered with foes, all the way out to Camp Jupiter there were patrols, and the camp itself was occupied.
On top of only about 4,000 monsters here, there was the Titan Atlas, and the Giants Alcyoneus, Hippolytos, and Periboia. Persephone was startled a bit by that. If Atlas was here, who was holding up the sky? And if Alcyoneus was here, did that mean he made his new home the area encircled by the valley, the whole state of California, or was it still Alaska and he was just really far from home?
Persephone decided to assume it was the whole state, and started mentally preparing for having to boot the Giant out to the Pacific Ocean.
Following the Atlas line of thinking, Persephone expanded her senses to Mt. Tam, and she felt the color drain from her face at what she felt. She couldn't waste her time here. She needed to get moving.
Fast.
Taking a page straight from Guardians of the Galaxy, Persephone made a dozen ice arrows, and sent them flying through the city in all directions. Yondu was great, but he had nothing on a demigoddess that was moving with a pep in her step. Persephone's arrows wiped out all the monsters in the city, and she sent them flying outward to the plots of land between the city proper and the camp, controlling them with her mind in conjunction with her senses.
Persephone was on the move, heading for the Field of Mars where the main force was rapidly assembling. They knew she was here, and for some reason, thought forming ranks was a good idea. Maybe they hadn't seen her annihilate the force in DC.
Whatever, it made things easier for her.
She had the perfect thing for such a large group gathering in such a barren land.
Persephone killed off the stragglers, and since Camp Jupiter was emptied of monsters in the gathering in the Field, she didn't have to waste any time there. Now that her focus wasn't split in twelve different directions controlling twelve ice arrows, Persephone initiated her water travel and got right in the middle of the formation, neatly arranged in a series of columns, so she was standing alone in the main aisle.
The monsters barely had time to recognize that fact before Persephone unleashed her power.
This particular branch of abilities had been the most difficult for her to work with, especially this specific technique, given how far it was from her main affinity of water, but through hard work, sheer will, and unending determination to prove to herself that she could do it and to expand her repertoire, Persephone mastered her powers over the earth through her father's domain as the Earthshaker.
She thrust her fists into the ground, there was a minute rumbling, and then the earth around Persephone turned to lava. Persephone's will spread through the earth until the whole Field of Mars was a volcanic hellscape ten feet deep. The whole army sank and burned, not a single one of them fast enough to get away from the liquid rock.
Only the Giants and the Titan remained, all four of them stunned and not at all bothered by the incredible heat coming off the glowing, bubbly pool. The Giants were even standing in it, while Atlas was hovering just above the lava.
Persephone barely spared them all a glance before she brandished her Karas watch, the eye opening and glowing, her body instantly encased in the sleek, black armor. Drawing the sharp katana with a flourish, Persephone sped straight for Periboia, and when she got close enough, the funniest thing happened:
She slowed down.
It wasn't time manipulation, like Kronos. She simply lost her speed, and because she suddenly got so much slower, Atlas was able to draw his Titanic fist back, and slam it forward so hard and fast that a cone of air formed around his wrist. He nailed Persephone right in her armored face and sent her skidding through her own lava field.
'The hell was that?' Persephone mentally grumbled to herself.
In the tradition of the villain, Hippolytos was kind enough to explain. "I am the Bane of Hermes. Just like my brother Polybotes turns water into poison, Mimas disrupts even the most carefully laid of plans, and Alcyoneus here controls the dead, I myself derail the powers of Hermes. Where he is fast, I am slow!"
Persephone stared at him, and even his Giant siblings and Atlas palmed their faces at Hippolytus's phrasing.
"Anyway," Alcyoneus rolled his eyes, "speaking of the dead…"
He stomped his draconian foot in the lava, and proceeded to summon all the lares of Camp Jupiter and New Rome, but not just them. Persephone recognized dozens of Roman campers.
Alcyoneus grinned. "The vengeful spirits of the Twelfth Legion that died at the hands of those puny emperors, all desiring vengeance against the hero that forsook them all. You're not him, but you're close enough. Besides, we'll get our hands on the real one soon enough."
"You know who I am," Persephone said, "you know what I did in DC, and you still think you can take me?"
"They'll be back soon enough," Periboia dismissed. "Father is supercharging the regeneration process, and fueling the Doors of Death, shortening the travel time back to the outside world. I'd more surprised if Father and my uncles aren't already marching on Manhattan."
Persephone decided not to tell them that her little brother had destroyed the Doors of Death and was either currently fighting Tartarus, or had neutralized him by now and was currently on his way to joining her. Instead of opening her mouth, or even worrying about army of ghosts that were completely unaffected by lava, Persephone sent a wave of the molten rock at the four big guns.
Just like she had slowed down, so too did the wave as Hippolytus used his powers to slow the lava to a crawling pace. That was really annoying, and really devastating when you stop to think about it. With that slowing power, it didn't matter how big something was, or how fast it was, or how sharp. The Giant's slowing power robbed the incoming thing of all velocity, meaning the object lost all force and all momentum, effectively rendering it harmless.
How did it work though? Did Hippolytos have to see the object coming at him, or at least be aware of it coming at him, or was it more of a general proximity thing? Persephone created a spear of ice a fair distance behind the Bane of Hermes, and commanded it to fly fast at the spot on his back where his heart would be. It close and slowed down like everything else.
Hippolytos looked behind him and adopted a genuinely shocked look. He hadn't known he was about to be skewered from behind.
So, it was a proximity thing.
But was there a limit?
There had to be. Even back in her world, when she fought Polybotes for the second time with Kym, he had only been turning so much of the surrounding ocean water into poison. He'd been holding back for Kym's sake, most likely, but even Polybotes couldn't turn the entirety of the planet's hydrosphere into poison. Hippolytos had to have a limit as to how fast an object could be coming for his power to viably work on it.
And Persephone had just the thing for it.
None of the enemies were making an immediate move against her, staying within Hippolytos' slowing range. Or was it that his power was affecting them all too? Whatever it was, Persephone jumped a long distance away, landed, and then jumped straight up. The same kind of kanji-emblazoned seals that appeared when she donned her Karas armor appeared in the sky above her, and when she went through it, she came out the other side in the form of a small, sleek, streamlined aircraft, barely bigger than a pickup truck.
One of the things her armor allowed her to do was transform her armored self into various vehicles, this fighter plane being one of them.
Thrusters fired and Persephone instantly went supersonic, the shockwave from her monstrously rapid acceleration creating a tidal wave of lava that Hippolytos once again slowed down, making it just recede back into the rest of the pit.
"Where'd she go?" Alcyoneus asked. "Periboia, can you track her emotions?"
"She's out of range," the Bane of Aphrodite said.
"Well, it's not like she just retreated," Atlas crossed his arms. "We need to be ready for anything-"
His ear twitched at the same time everyone else's did. They whipped around just in time to see Persephone, in her plane form, coming at them at the slow speed of Mach 3, her approach angled in such a way that she didn't destroy everything in her wake. Hippolytos barely had to time to squeak and attempt to boost his power, before Persephone rocketed straight through him, tearing him in half.
Yes, his power had slowed her down, but she'd gone from 2200mph down to somewhere in the neighborhood of about 1900mph. So, the Giant's power was indeed great, robbing Persephone of 300 miles of speed almost instantly, but she'd been going too fast to be affected in any substantial way.
Persephone's tailwind ripped the other two Giants off their feet, while Atlas hunkered down and withstood it. The tailwind also wiped out Alcyoneus' spirit army and sent lava flying. Persephone tuned back into her armored form, skidding quite far due to her momentum. As soon as she got control of herself again, she was already moving.
Periboia went first, and she didn't even know what happened.
Persephone grabbed Alcyoneus and showed how great her strength was when bolstered by her Karas armor, when she flung the Giant from the New Roman valley, across Berkley, past San Francisco, all the way past the California border to the Pacific Ocean. He smacked hard into the water, survived impact, but not Persephone's will. Even from so many miles away, Persephone commanded the ocean, and Alcyoneus was destroyed.
Persephone faced Atlas. Her armor glowed and vanished, and she put the watch back in her pocket.
"Getting cocky, are we?" Atlas sneered.
"That armor is special," Persephone said. "It's a birthday present from my little brother, and I only use it when I have to. Right now, I need it for the Giants. Not you."
"Ha! You will find I'm much stronger than those overgrown brats! I am Atlas, the-"
"The Titan that had his butt handed to him by Artemis, who was weakened from holding the sky for so many days? Yeah, dude, this will be quick. Or weren't you paying attention to how fast I took down the other three?"
Atlas growled. "I am stronger than-"
He vanished as a meteor of ice dropped on him at terminal velocity. Then the ice was flung away as Atlas threw it off with a roar, and Persephone was right in his face, plunging Riptide into his throat. She ripped the sword up and split the Titan's skull.
Persephone turned her attention to the lava field she had made, and took a deep breath, focusing her energy. She had to raise her hands for this act because she still needed the motion to help her direct her focus. Inhaling and exhaling, Persephone cooled the molten earth, turning it all solid once more, all the way through.
She looked at the ruined city and sighed for a lot of reasons. Then she looked to the distant Mt. Tam where major trouble was brewing, but before she could activate her water travel, she had to dodge a sudden halberd.
Atlas.
His throat and head were healed, though the huge amount of ichor remained.
"I am the Titan of Strength and Endurance," he stated, holding out his hand to summon his halberd back to him. "I will not be so easily defeated."
"Fine, then," Persephone shrugged.
She uncapped Riptide and summoned a hurricane around herself and started walking. Atlas was buffeted by winds clocking in at over 150mph, pelted by drops of rain that could've gone through a normal person, and zapped with the occasional bolt of lightning. However, true to his domain, he endured it all and marched straight through Persephone's personal typhoon, raising his halberd.
He brought it down, but Persephone flung her storm out, knocking Atlas away. She made a motion with her hand, and the Titan was engulfed in a raging sphere of water that lifted from the ground. Atlas tossed and turned in the water, unable to break out of the makeshift prison. Persephone narrowed her eyes at the spheroid, and dozens of ice spears formed on all sides.
Staggering their launch, Persephone sent them all zipping through the water one by one, all of them going through in less than three seconds. They all came out the other side dripping ichor. Persephone "opened" the water sphere, and the mishappen lump of meat that was originally Atlas dropped out.
He groaned when he hit the ground, making Persephone blink. "How are you still alive?"
Atlas groaned again.
"Right, just barely. Allow me to help with that."
Percy reengulfed Atlas in water, froze the whole thing solid, reheated the nearby ground until it was once again lava, and plunged Atlas into the superheated rock. Then she cooled the earth back down again.
Just like that, 14,000 monsters, nine Giants, and four Titans. It hadn't even been 20 minutes since she got started.
And she wasn't done yet.
Persephone tried that twin telepathy thing that had recently been discovered. 'Percy? You there?'
'A bit busy at the moment,' came the terse response.
'Like, three-more-minutes busy, or-'
'Persephone, I am fighting a Primordial god while making conscious effort to not destroy this planet. What do you want?'
'Oh, nothing. Just Kronos has got that golden box of his positioned under the sky on Mt. Othrys and is steadily absorbing that part of Ouranos that's trying to touch the earth.'
'…so Kronos is sucking his dad's dick?'
Persephone burst into a fit of laughter. 'I guess he is. Anyway, I'm heading up there to fight the Titan king.'
'Cool. I'm going to keep fighting the Titan king's grumpy uncle.'
'Be safe! Call me if things start going bad or if you start feeling uncomfortable. I'll come right over and pick you up.'
'Please, for the love of God, shut the hell up.'
Persephone giggled into their mental connection before she severed it and teleported to the stronghold of the Titans. The ruins were trying to come back, but Persephone didn't care about that. Her focus was on the gold sarcophagus placed under the point where the sky was trying to smash the earth. It was slowly swirling into the fancy coffin as Kronos absorbed his father's essence as a substitute for demigod loyalty.
Or however that worked the last time.
Persephone did not know how to handle this, truth be told. She figured if she moved the sarcophagus, the sky would come crashing down and destroy everything within a hundred leagues, according to Atlas a few years back. Persephone realized she'd had something of her titular seaweed brain moments when she destroyed Atlas. Now she had nothing to replace Kronos with to hold up the sky.
"Uh…crap," she said to herself, tapping her chin in thought.
As it so happened, the situation was taken out of her hands when the sky suddenly receded from the mountain. The sarcophagus glowed briefly, and then the lid released a jet of steam as it slid open a tad. And then the whole thing exploded, knocking Persephone backward.
She landed on her back, rolled, and popped to her feet with a scowl.
There was Kronos, king of the Titans. He wore black pants with a flowing black robe around his lower half, a golden belt with the design of an hourglass on the buckle held the garments up, his feet left exposed. His tanned torso was likewise unclothed, leaving flawless skin and perfect physique visible to all. Golden braces adorned his forearms, and in his right hand was a scythe, the blade polished to the point of being mirror-bright, giving off a sinister golden glow.
His eyes were solid gold, shining with evil light. His grin exposed straight, white teeth, and shiny blonde hair traveled down his back to his shoulder blades.
"Returned at last," said the Titan. He looked at Persephone, or at least, he turned his body to face her. Since his eyes had no pupil or iris, it was hard to tell where he was looking. "Ah, yes. Persephone Jackson. The champion of Chaos from another timeline. I have seen your exploits here. Quite the powerful demigoddess, you are. A shame you stand before me as an enemy."
"You can go back to Tartarus willingly, or I can send you there," Persephone said.
Kronos chuckled. "You poor girl. Don't you know you've been making your brother's life that much harder with each foe you've dispatched? Recall where we higher beings go when temporarily killed. You have sent my brothers to reinforce my uncle."
"Eh, zero times anything is still zero. Percy's fine."
Kronos paused. He figured that fact would be enough to destabilize her, and he could handle her with that much more ease, but it appeared not. Brute force it was, then. He swung his scythe, releasing a wave of energy, and Persephone ducked under it. Kronos rapidly swung his scythe, releasing several waves of energy, and Persephone dodged through them all before she was suddenly not there anymore.
Kronos twisted, bringing his scythe around, nearly slicing the girl's head off, but she teleported away a grand distance of two feet. Kronos merely swing at her again, and again, and again, and again. Persephone kept popping in and out of view all around the Titan's form, and he was always just a split hair of a second too slow in cutting her.
Golden light streaked around Kronos as he scythe danced all over the place. The shockwaves were wild, tearing through the mountain and blasting the ruins of the fortress away.
Persephone finally broke off her attack and reappeared at a distance. "Let me guess: precognition. You know what I'm going to do before I do it."
"I am the Titan of time," Kronos confirmed.
Persephone huffed. "You're even more annoying than Hippolytos."
Kronos frowned at being compared to his pathetic younger half-brother. "No reason to drag this out," he said. He raised his scythe, the blade glowing with energy, and slammed the butt of the weapon upon the ground. A golden dome instantly spread out over the whole mountain, stopping time.
Persephone had been too slow to get out of it, and she was trapped within the frozen timestream, suspended in the golden glow with a panicked look on her face.
With an arrogant and cocky smirk on his face, Kronos strolled right up to Persephone and slashed her with his scythe. Only for the blade to pass right through her like she wasn't even there.
"What!?" Kronos shouted.
He started wildly swinging his scythe through her, the weapon going through her like she was no more than a mirage. The Titan stepped back, looking around, as if the rubble held the secret of what was going on here. Seeing nothing concrete, Kronos focused his power to look into the future, trying to see what was going to happen, only to yelp and grab his head in pain.
Too many futures. Too many possibilities. Too much all at once.
Kronos canceled his stop-time, glaring at the Persephone before him. "What did you do?" he demanded.
"What, this?" she asked innocently.
Then her voice came from the side. "Or this?"
Kronos looked and his jaw dropped at seeing another Persephone.
"Or this?" another said, and it was another Persephone.
"Or this?"
"Or this?"
"Or this?"
"Or this?"
And it continued until Kronos was surrounded on all sides by exactly 50 copies of Persephone, all seemingly spawned from nothing and nowhere.
"Yes, this," Kronos growled.
The scythe blade glowed, and he started swinging, releasing waves of energy that tore stuff up left and right. The Persephone's scattered and jumped around, deftly dodging everything that was coming at them.
Kronos's precognition was going haywire as the dozens of demigoddesses assailed him from all sides, getting close, and then dodging away as he furiously swung at them. Icicles, ice disks, pressurized blasts of water, gusts of wind, and bolts of lightning were coming at Kronos from all sides, and it was all he could do to either deflect them or dodge them. Only occasionally did his scythe clang against the Celestial bronze of Riptide.
'What is this?' the Titan mentally growled, getting overwhelmed. 'How did she make duplicates of herself? She's already shown power beyond any mere demigod, but this is too much! Unless…'
Kronos redirected his energies, speeding up his cognition. He focused on one of the copies, watching how she moved, watching how the ground around her feet moved. Curiously enough, the edges of Persephone's form were blurry, and where she stepped, there was no puff of dirt or bending of the grass. Blurry edges, and no physical interaction with the environment.
They weren't real! They were illusions!
That meant all these elements coming at him were coming from Persephone herself from all sides, meaning she was rapidly burning herself out. After all the power she had already expelled in the capital and over there in New Rome, if she wasn't at her limit already, she had to be rapidly approaching it. She was only so powerful, after all.
"I have you figured out!" Kronos bellowed. "Enough of your tricks!"
The blade of his scythe glowed, and though he took a lot of damage, getting pelted by water, ice, wind, and lightning, he hyper-armored through it and slammed the butt of his weapon into the mountaintop. The explosion of golden energy blasted a crater upon the peak, sending tons of rubble raining down the sides of the mountain.
There was no cloud of dust around the Titan, as he had blasted it all away along with the returning ruins of his palace, though that mattered little to him.
It was silent for a few moments, Kronos looking around for signs of his foe. Not believing for a second that she had been killed, Kronos focused his power into seeing the future, and as soon as he did that, Persephone struck. The scythe went flying from Kronos's hand.
His eyes popped open and he screeched, "WHAT!?"
Persephone caught the scythe and broke the blade. A pulse of energy was released, and Kronos fell to his knees, clutching his chest with a pained wheeze. His body was already starting to crumble to dust, cracks appearing all over him.
"I have you figured out, too," Persephone said, favoring her right leg. "You were torn to pieces so tiny that you needed the essence of your primordial father to bring you back together, but that only just barely worked. You're not fully complete, nowhere near even how strong you were last time. This scythe was more than just a weapon—it was your conduit, your anchor. It was the only thing holding you together, the only way for you to channel any kind of power. Without it, you're toast."
"How did you-"
"It wouldn't ever stop glowing, meaning it was always being used," Shin'en's big sister shrugged. "Kind of obvious."
Kronos growled. "I will return. Things have already been set in motion."
"Then I hope they're ready."
Persephone walked up to the Titan, Riptide in hand, and she brought it down on Kronos's neck, utterly destroying him.
Barely a second passed before her legs wobbled and she collapsed. She stabbed Riptide into the ground and leaned on the sword for support as she panted hard, sweat pouring down her face. Soon, leaning on Riptide became too much, and she started falling forward. She planted her forearm before her, her forehead leaning on the hot skin.
Persephone's heart was thumping hard in her chest, her whole body felt like it was burning, and steam was even rising from her, a faint white vapor that was barely visible in the climbing morning sun. She was worn out and fatigued, and true to Kronos's thoughts, approaching her limit, great as it may have been.
Persephone heard her brother's voice in her head. 'You're pushing yourself too hard. Tone it down before you burn up.'
She was so tired even her thoughts came out disjointed and broken. 'No idea…what you're…talking…about. Perfect health…am I in…'
'Whatever you say, Yoda. Just bear in mind that human half of you limits how much divine power you can draw on, just like it limits how much nectar and ambrosia you can ingest at a time. If you pull too much power, you'll burn up like you would if you ate too much ambrosia or drank too much nectar. Got it?'
'Yeah. Dam…I thought I was…better shape than this…need to work out more…increase my max…'
'You're in better shape than you think. You've killed 14,000 monsters, nine Giants, four Titans, and a watered-down Titan king. You're on the back half of the resurgent force. Just stick to the guns and take them down. I'm on my way up.'
'Copy…that. Heading to Camp…Half-Blood.'
'Do not overdo it, okay? You don't need to prove anything.'
Persephone clenched her fist around Riptide's hilt at that one. With her head still bowed, her parted lips and clenched teeth were unseen.
Percy was wrong on that one. She did have to prove something.
And she had three more places to go prove it: Camp, Indianapolis, and Tahlequah.
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What do you think Persephone has to prove? Or at least, what do you think she feels like she has to prove?
Also, the whole Karas anime is available on YouTube for free if you want to watch it and get the idea as to what Persephone's armor and plane form looks like.
There's a pattern here, in case you haven't seen it yet. Last chapter, Persephone showed of her superior hydrokinesis and storm powers. This chapter, she showed off what she could do with Poseidon's earthshaker domain, turning rock into lava. What next set of powers will she show next chapter? And yes, this set has been shown in other stories of mine.
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