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“Sit down, you fool!”
Jason strolled off howling.
“And valiant attempt, but it was not going to be that easy,” Vasili said as they reclaimed their seats. “Neither downplaying your abilities nor making rebellious fools of yourself will get in the way of your duty. Titan class. All of you.”
“Titan?” I repeated. “Did he do that because he knows those guys can do more than summon tea and rocks or because he hopes they can?”
“They can.” Theron’s tone was firm. “A child of Hades has never gotten a power so pathetic. They’ve also never been the friendly, team-player type. They must be trying to stay under the radar so they can’t be used.”
That was staying under the radar?
“Nitsa Castellanos.”
She flashed us a tight smile. “That’s me. Get ready to be shocked and amazed.”
Her friends chuckled and patted her back on the way down. I didn’t know what to say or do. They knew what her power was and if she was being serious or sarcastic.
Nitsa stepped into the stadium. Skin the color of autumn flushed sickly under the burning sun. “I’m Nitsa,” she called. “Daughter of Hera. I can shape-shift.”
“Demonstrate.”
Closing her eyes, Nitsa doubled over—tucking her head between her legs.
Is she sick?I stood up to help when Nitsa winked out of existence, and a moon-faced cow blinked at me from her place.
The audience burst out laughing.
“ENOUGH!”
I rocked back, falling hard on my ass. Laughs abruptly ended in favor of groans and moans. I would’ve been happy that Vasili shut them up, if it wasn’t his fault she had to do this in front of everyone. I wasn’t surprised to hear his decision.
“Sisyphean.”
Nitsa shuffled out of the stadium, still in her cow form. A second passed before I realized her ripped clothes were in a pile on the floor.
“I’ll help her,” Ionna said, standing up.
Vasili didn’t comment on her running out, grabbing the clothes, and chasing after Nitsa.
The pattern was clear. Any power that could kill or help others kill was worthy of the Titan class. Anything else was useless. Vasili turned down demigods that could sweeten dreams, grow wheat, talk to animals of all kinds, grant good fortune, and fly.
“Sirena Cirillo.”
Alexander’sfiancéepeeled herself off his arm.
“Sirena Cirillo. Daughter of Hera.” She actually paused like she was waiting for applause. Even more shocking, she got it. Sirena smiled and waved to her fans—blowing kisses here and there. “I can also shape-shift, but not to worry, sir. The goddess knew what she was doing when she left the cows for the peasants and the power for the worthy.”
Ah. So she’s a bitch. Good to have it confirmed.
“Demonstrate.”
Taking a deep breath, Sirena straightened her neck and raised her arms above her head—posing like a dancer. I blinked and I missed it. Sirena vanished and a beautiful snowy owl flew— No, a bat flapped its wings— Not a bat. An eagle. A falcon. A phoenix. A pegasus.
Gasping, I lurched back, grabbing Theron’s hand automatically.
A fifty-foot dragon filled the stadium. Sunshine glinted off silver-painted scales, widening my eyes with wonder. Wings so pale they were translucent stretched above her head, adopting nearly the same pose as she tipped her head and roared.
“She can change into monsters?”
