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    They forgot that they aren’t as fragile as I am…


    "Are you hurt?"


    "I’m fine,"


    "How much longer?" the jackal god asked, his voice laced with near desperation.


    "I’m almost done embalming his body," Isis replied, still meticulously focused on her precise movements. "Five minutes, maybe a little more. I need to concentrate."


    "If they see her performing the ritual, they’ll force their way through, and we won’t be able to stop them," Nephthys interjected timidly, wrapping her shredded arm in a strip of fabric torn from her cape.


    "Then we must defend the entrance to the cave," Anubis concluded, taking the lead. "We won’t be able to win against a horde of his servants, but we might be able to buy enough time for my mother to complete the ritual."


    Three against a pack of steroid-fueled war hounds... How are we supposed to buy time? It''s suicide, Ana?s feared, though she kept her doubts to herself.


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