[h2][color=gray]Pyramid of Giza, Throne Room[/color][/h2] [@WhiteAngel25], [@Days], [@Lexisheeps] [hr][hr][center][hider=Everybody Wants to Rule the World][youtube]https://youtu.be/9qAiE7WRu7U?si=vqrRp581MRJIEwLv[/youtube][/hider][/center][hr][hr] The mummy - [i]Boris[/i] - was indeed traveling towards Sabrina, Thierry, Auri, and Cosy at an encroaching speed, a strange purple light in its eyes, a moan escaping its lips. Before a large phantom hand appeared, holding a pharaoh's cane, and pulled the mummy aside as the group approached the Throne Room. There was a gentle tutting, as if chiding a child, the sound shaking the walls with its power. [b]“'Ayuha alkhadimu, daehum yataqadamuu. Nahnu...nantaziruhum. [i](Servant, let them come forward. We are… expecting them.)[/i]”[/b] The statue floated up and to the side, before it landed in a pair of glowing, ethereal hands. Sitting on the gold and gilded throne was none other than the king of the gods, the pharaoh of pharaohs - Amun-Ra. He wore a traditional pharaoh’s headdress, his form ethereal in nature - not entirely solid. In the seat of his headdress was an orb. But instead of its depictions of it being a red color, it was a deep and swirling [i]purple[/i]. Standing on either side of the god-king were two figures, ethereal and glowing. The one on the right wore white robes and had an unnatural blue tone to his skin - Osiris. The one on the left had elegant, flowing wings, and her eyes were focused entirely on Sabrina. Yes, none other than the godess of magic, patron to magicians, and wife of Orisis was present - Iris. In her hands was the statue. [b]“Yastaghriq al'amr wqtan twylaan li'iitharat antibahina, 'ayuha albashar alsaghari. 'Aynama wajadat hadha altaewidhat liasil 'iilayna, fa'ana maftun lilghaya… [i](It takes quite a bit to stir our attention, young mortals. Wherever you found that talisman to reach us, I am most intrigued…)[/i]”[/b] Amun-Ra said, his voice reverberating through their ribcages, shaking their very skull. His eyes were on the statue in Iris’ hands. Iris turned to Sabrina, a soft smile on her face. [b]“Laqad samiet surakhak 'ayuha albashari. watadhiatuk bidumik maqbulatun. Sa'adman alsamah lak walieayilatik bialkhuruj alamin... Biastithna' al'ashkhas almaweudina. [i](I have heard your cries, mortal. And your blood sacrifice is accepted. I will ensure you and your family are allowed safe passage out… [/i][u]except for the ones promised.[/u][i])” [/i][/b] Iris turned to her husband. [b]“'Uwzuris, 'azhir lahum ma 'uety lina… [i](Osiris, show them what we have been given…)[/i]”[/b] Osiris nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the entire throne room dimmed as the white silhouetted bodies of spirits freshly sacrificed filled the hall. [b]“Tadhiat tastahiqu alnufus limal' mamlakati. Wayatlubun alqalil fi almuqabili… [i](A worthy sacrifice, souls to fill my kingdom. They ask for so little in return…)[/i]”[/b] Osiris spoke, his own voice muted compared to the god-pharaoh but still holding its own power. At once, the spirits disappeared, and the light returned to the room. Amun-Ra waved his hand, and the ground shook. In front of Sabrina, two tombs rose up from the ground, covered in hieroglyphs. If she were to read it, one would say ‘Cosette’, while the other would read ‘Aurélie.’ [h3]“Dae almukhtarin fi quburihim, wa'uwdiehum eindina. [i]ll'abdi[/i]. [i](Place the chosen ones in their tombs, and entrust them with us. [/i][u]Forever[/u][i].)”[/i][/h3] The gods and goddess spoke in unision, their voices causing dust to fall from the ceiling. The air was thick with MAGIC, making it hard to refuse their demands. Like Sabrina, Theirry and the kids weren’t in full command of themselves. Boris and his friends - more mummies - approached Cosy and Auri, gripping their wrists with an iron grip, dragging them slowly towards the tombs. Thierry would notice the two keyholes on the circular puzzle door behind the ethereal figures. He would also notice the orb in Amun-Ra’s headdress pulsing with power. [i]A source of power?[/i] [hr] [h2][color=gray]Pyramid of Giza, Gem Artifact Room[/color][/h2] [@Days] [hr] As Theo knelt in front of the gem, there would be a reverberation in the room. Ominously, there was the sound of grinding stone, and a flash of light. In an instant, the key was gone from the gem, and in Theo’s hand. And in front of him, the front wall slid down, revealing an [i]enormous boulder[/i]. Free from its enclosure, it began to slowly roll forward on the slightly tilted forward -rolling [i]towards[/i] Theo, and picking up the pace. If Theo didn’t move, he’d be rolled flat.