*Too many problems that have vexed my children for far too long now,* replied Sobek, meeting Set's eyes with an equal gaze. Michael walked closer to the large table and planted his crocodilian staff of gold and other jewels firmly on the ground as he spoke with Andrew, the host of the god Set.

"As Sobek said. I trust you two have felt the anomalies within the Duat as well. Where has the god known as Morpheus gone off to?"

Sobek turned to face Isis.

*So long as I'm around, no such thing will happen. Perhaps the gods and spirit's of these Greeks are unable to maintain their own territories, but not I.*