[@Almosegosum] Impressed by Malacoda's demonstration of magic, Khnemu placed his mask back on his face and tied the bandages back around his arms. He wondered silently what the man could mean by treasure, perhaps something left by the gods? Perhaps something else? Only the sorcerer knew.

[color=blanchedalmond]"As long as we don't disturb any remains, I will join your treasure hunt, bitch."[/color] He said while rotating his shoulders and taking one last sip of the tea. Just as he placed the tea on the table, he shook as he moved his hand away, and, in an instant, reached back to take another sip, accidentally burning his tongue in his haste.

With a pleased sigh, he pushed up his mask and made a quick motion with his arms, sending a small breeze through the nearest window.

[color=blanchedalmond]"Let us go, Malacoda Zatanna."[/color]