For Mars

Leandra couldn't help but laugh at that response. She doubted that Cassandra, daughter of Victory, knew anything about killing even monsters, much less people. "Goodbye, toothless hypocrite!" Leandra yelled after the girl.

She stood her scutum on it's own, then picked up her armor. She put the helmet on her head and put the breast plate over her shield. Then once everything was settled, she picked it up and headed in the opposite direction, still shaking her head over the podex perfectus.