Minutes later, Athena, Corinthia and Denis were back glaring at the angry statue, this time seeing more of him than just a sour face. As she scrutinized him more thoroughly, Athena realized that it was not a human they were staring at, but some kind of lion standing on its hind legs and with a slightly humanized face, but with whiskers and a stout animal nose.
"A sphinx of some kind," Athena said.
"So far from Egypt," Denis replied.
"Well, the sphinx was a familiar character all the way from India and to the Iberian peninsula, from northern Africa to southern Scandinavia," Corinthia said. "The Norsemen carved sphinxes at their lodges to keep bad spirits away and the Africans painted them on their shields. So I'm not surprised at seeing one of them here. That said, the sphinxes were often believed to ward something. A city or a treasury or something similar."
"That's why you wanted to go back?" Denis figured. "You wanted to check the angry Sphinx."
"Yes," Corinthia said a