Wric pounds his chest with one fist in an aggressive, and alpha male like manor as she berates him with her stories of the past. "That is the old. I will be the NEW." He says confidently, and with a lot of gusto like a true jackass. As if to prove his point he starts to bounce on his monstrous sized hoofs up, and down warming up for the evaluation. "Short nymph.. Pft.. Like you're good at anything except not reaching the top shelf!" A vicious growl rips through his throat after the insult for a goat, and as she shows such relative 'ease' at brushing him off as the side kick it only seems to make him angrier. Resisting the urge to reach into his quill, and pierce an arrow through her. This was going to be a long four years. He needed that internship at Olympus to do more than prove himself. To meet the one who created him, and garner his approval.. It would be everything to him. This unlikely partnership had to work, and he would be willing to carry the blue haired water creature there himself on his shoulders if it meant getting to meet Dionysus.<br/><br/>His rival's touch makes him freeze. Confident demeanor sinking as she simply states he will not be the one that is guiding them. His mind batted her head games out as soon as she turned on heel, and went towards the evaluation area. There were signs being waved around by seniors with the words 'EVALUATION AREA --->', and the pathway leading to what anyone with a brain could see was down the hall. A giant coliseum similar to the ones the Romans used to host battles to the death in. Wric paces behind the other slowly. Eyes lingering over assets that are hidden by toga, but inquiring none the less. Personality aside, he would lay her at the opportunity. He takes a deep breath. "Focus." The goat mutters out under his breath as a chain link gate pulls up as they approach, and the booming voice of a behemoth, and students screaming in agony were heard.<br/><br/>"WHO DARES CHALLENGE ME?" Bulging muscles hidden behind fur. The head of a cow with mighty horns protruding from each side of the top. Golden breast plate, and giant silver axe hoisted over hulking creature's shoulder. The Minotaur pounds his chest as he bats students away from him like flies. All while assigning their roles. "Haha, not even close! Sidekick!" As he gets kicked in the side of his head he winces, and disposes of the one who hit him with a cheap shot. "DUMB, but not all heroes are smart!" There didn't seem to be a duo as they watched for several minutes that could come close to beating him yet alone harming him.<br/><br/>Wric drops his bow off his shoulder, and holds it outward from his body. Quil is next with his spare hand readying an arrow, and he looks to his partner. "This is going to be more dangerous than previously thought.. If we don't play our cards right here, we could end up seriously injured." There was a twinge of nervousness to the wannabe heroes voice. "I can draw his attention, and try to lead him around the arena.. I'm probably faster than a bull, right..?" His confidence from earlier was sapped, and gone as he watched student by student get dismantled by the creature.