It was true that Nike had a soft spot for the heroes of the olden days, the ones that really made the cut, taking everything the gods threw at them. Achilles was one of them, despite the fact that in the end, the Fates still dealt a death sentence to him. It was the mortals today that made his weakness a joke, or a medical term - so Nike had heard.
"It would have been if I was not quicker."
Her voice had no hostile edge to it, her eyes curious as she looked over this once-was-mortal.