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Apophis heard another bellow echo across the desolate landscape as he silently glided across it. Twisting through the air as he went, Apophis climbed higher and higher, until his shadow blotted out most of the sunlight that would have normally been illuminating the ground below. As he drew closer to Giza, to his old foe and his so called subjects, he craned his head down and to the right as his misty gray eye searched for any sign of the crimson titan. He glided overhead for several minutes, causing a small sandstorm to start engulfing the small human settlements hundreds of feet below, until he finally spotted the large hulking shape of his old foe standing on one of the Egyptians precious monuments. Landmarks which had since become worn by time and sand, their marble white polish and color now a distant memory. Much like the age it was once part of. Letting out another bellow to get his opponents attention, Apophis proceeded to sweep down and to the left, letting the harsh sunlight through once again. The old serpent hoped that it would be enough light to temporarily blind Horus so he could more easily approach. The last thing Apophis wanted was to have to deal with his heat based beam. Especially after this long in hibernation.

While his muscles were less stiff than they were earlier, the serpent knew that they were not yet loose enough for him to perform overly complex aerial maneuvers in order to avoid Horus's beam attack should he use it.

Tucking his wings into the sides of his long body, Apophis allowed himself to plummet towards the ground before quickly unfurling them once more and soaring round towards Horus from his right at an angle that would allow him to bite into his unprotected underbelly if executed correctly. And after finding a purchase in the gods flesh, he would proceed to coil his long serpentine body around him, before slowly crushing the air from his lungs. 

Apophis's lips curled upwards in anticipation of the strike as he opened his maw, revealing two rows of sharp fangs.

Horus would not escape from his clutches this time.