Lion Head Mesa devil like me

From Mazoi to Yaret, Bayek was humbled.

The man’s head bowed to her. She sounded tired. He wished to take that. He would carry her exhaustion, if the gods would allow him to.

Makono, I am here to serve you however you may need me to. Mazoi, Yaret, it does not matter. You may call me the sand beneath your paws, if that is what you wish.

Bayek was a man of duty and he had grown fond of the girl. Their time spent together had carried remnants of his time with his son. It hurt him to know that he would never see the shining face of his boy again. He could do nothing with that pain. What he could do was help Makono succeed in her role, however she needed him.