Chariot race

Chiron was standing at the start line, the conch in hand, as the two chariots rolled in, each pulled by two horses. He recognized Malecai and Victoria for the Athena and Leila and Petra for the Other Gods.

"You know the rules," he said, stepping forward. "Two rounds, the first chariot to cross this line the second time wins. Weapons and dirty tricks are allowed. As far as possible, please try not to kill anyone."

Leila was ectastic. She just loved competition and chariot racing was one of the most competitive. Or at least, that's what she thought. She was bouncing on the tips of her toes as she stood inside the chariot, the reins securely wrapped around her arms. She and Petra had already decided that she'd be the driver and honestly she was fine with that despite her competitive craze wanting her to fight instead. If she was the fighter and got too into it she'd most likely fall off the chariot and even her armor wouldn't help cushion the fall. It was the standard CB armor that laid around camp and the helmet fit snugly against her head. Thankfully she had put her hair in a braid earlier so that it wouldn't be flying around or sticking to her face later on. She wore black leggings and a thin grey long sleeve underneath her chest armor, nothing too warm that might make her sweat later on.
She gave the reins a quick jerk that had the two horses in front begin walking up to the starting line. They were sleek and beautiful if she did say so herself with a chestnut coat and a silky black mane. The Other Gods chariot weren't really designed for one theme since there was so many other gods but every camper had inputted something on there to represent their godly parent. The chariot itself was built of sleek brown wood and the plane was small but large enough for two grown men to stand side by side on. They had some tricks under their sleeve and the wheels had been reinforced for protection but even through that it was good to rely on your own weapon. She had her o katana unsheathed as it hung from her waist so if needed she could do a little fighting of her own if worse came to worse or provide Petra a weapon if hers fell or something though she doubted that. Leila looked over to her right to see the two children of Athena that were their competitors. Victoria and Malecai, yes she'd heard about them, might've even spoken to them once who knows? She always admired children of Athena for their intellect and quick thinking but in competition it was best to be wary of them. She glanced back to Petra and gave the girl an encouraging smile, eyes focused back on the track with her hands gripping the reigns as Chiron blew the horn that signaled the race.