Metjen saw the ring light up, the glow expand, and swallowed. His throat felt raw.
The risks—why was Iseret not concerned about the possibilities anymore? Some of the futures were so disastrous, the thought alone made him shudder.
But she stepped towards the pedestal, where Seisi and Trueth already waited and waved at him to follow.
Behind him, came noises and movement from the hole. Finally, Khafa and Gebu arrived, between them supporting Nebmutef. He was but a bony reminder of his former self and almost disintegrated into the floor. Remorse rose with the bile. Not once had Metjen visited his old mentor, had taken him for granted.
Just like Trueth.
And now he would lose her forever.
Why had he given in to Iseret's machinations? Why listened to Seisi? They acted on their own agenda.
We should not be here!
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