Isis snickered as another shabti appeared behind her to grapple with the crocodile. "You aren't worth it Sobek. I have the ability to take you and throw you into the Duat as deep as Apophis and you know it. My disciples can do the same. Weak crocodile." She spat with a very Set-ish grin as she spoke three horrible divine words. "Ha-Wi, Sa-Mir , Ha-di." Her voice powerful as the spells made perfect contact with Sobek causing him to feel immense pain and to then crumble to the ground, when they took affect of course. For noe they had to work against the gods brute force and tough skin which made it fairly weak.. "Now the battle can end." She muttered as all the shabtis and spells relented.
Myra bit her lip and nodded. "I feel sorry for trying Micheal. What happened in the Nomes wasn't my fault, you know I was unconnected with the others just as much as you. This is pointless though, I guess we should bicker just as much as our gods."