The sun was high in the sky, the weather cool, a bit windy as it was the afternoon. Finally, it was Friday — the day the chariot races were about to start. You made sure you were prepared for anything the other teams might pull out — yet you still felt nervous about the whole thing. You were gently talking with your horses, soothing them before the race was about to start when you spotted Nico. He eyed you and chuckled.

" Wish you luck. You'll need it. "