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Sobek was down but Isis broke through him in record time, her sheer fury pushing his presence out with enough force to make him stumble back as if hit. But Thalios was not overcome by the loss. Now the score was more in their favor. 
As Isis and Alec came face to face in a battle for power it was time for another trick. The risen were coming in greater numbers and did not fear the darkness. 

As the two combatants struck again at each other Thalios made his move. His whole body was a weapon and no force could truly injure him  so long as nightmares were real. Shadows grasped Alec and pulled him away as Thalios intercepted the risen gods next attack with his bare chest, grabbing the woman's arm and pulling her further and further into his own tar like body. But the risen goddess was a strong. A blast of magic fire roared to life from her entrapped hand, blowing a clean hole through Thalios' body.
His scream of agony was pure and mournful as the seared tar turned to black smoke, nearly freeing her from his grasp.
The fleshy face of Thalios contorted to a snarl of its own as he dropped his staff to fully grasp Isis. More fire erupted from the struggling goddess as Thalios' tar-like skin slowly crept along her body. His screams mirrored his until finally the tar had envoloped her whole body like a coffin. It hardened to stone as he released the body from his own smoking form.
Thalios gasped as he collapsed on the ground from the exertion. At first he believed the god would panic, contact with his essence drove nearly anything mad, but these creatures likely already were.

But there was no time to lament. "Alec... I am.. Thalios" he said between labored gasps as his body still smoked from the flamed that had scorched him. "There are more of them... Horus and Set. I need your help." Thalios struggled to rise but managed to with the help of his staff. The energy stored in its 'mouth' flowed free to regenerate the damage done by isis' magic. "I am not a god of combat. I need your help." He offered his hand out as the purple flames began to consume him as it had on Olympus. "defend our home. Then we will deal with the risen dead." If Alec took his hand, they would both be incinerated into harmless ashes and reappear at the crack in the stone of Elysium, where Set and Horus would be returning from in mere minutes.