"They aren't accessories," Diana said softly. "They're weapons and armour." Which they were. Her tiara itself was razor sharp and could cut through many, many things. Her bracelets and lasso were both indestructible. "Fighting amongst ourselves will get us nowhere," she said. "Nor will harming ourselves," she added, watching as Nico started hitting the tree. "Please, little sister, stop. This is not the way to fix your problem."