Trials of the Sphinx

"What do you mean, what trials do you wish to pose? This is the Sphinx here. How the hell do you not know what the Sphinx does?", Arthur asked Praneeth.

"That the sphinx only gives questions is a myth, that's all.", Praneeth laughed. "Who knows what trials the Sphinx will pose all of us? Who knows what each of us will do?"

"Each of us will be trialed separately? Isn't this like, super unfair? I mean, they have gods on their side. They have a full fledged god and we are stuck without even the help of our backers.", Raphael sighed.

"Why the hell do you even care. It is not like we will be doing it one by one. It should get over very quickly. Hey, woman with a stupid body. What do you want me to do?", Lucas said.

The Sphinx moved its enormous head as it looked down.

"I smell the wolf on you. What is a Norse child shunned by so many gods doing within a mortal body instead of being chained down Lyngvi?", the Sphinx spoke in a deep voice.