The gold wings were overkill.
Leo could dig the chariot and the two white horses. He was okay Nikes sleeveless glittering dress (Calypso totally rocked that style, but the wasn't relevant) and Nike's piled-up braids of dark hair circled with a golden laurel wreath.
Her expression was wide-eyed and a little crazy, like she'd just had 20 expresso's and ridden a roller coaster, but that didn't bother Leo. He could even deal with the gold-tipped spear pointing at his chest.
But those wings - they were polished gold, right down to the last feather. Leo could admire the intricate workmanship, but it was too much, too bright, too flashy. I her wings had been solar panels, Nike could have produced enough energy to power Miami.
"Lady," he said. "Could you fold your flappers please? You're giving me sunburn."
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