Lion Head Mesa i’m a god! how can you kill a god?

He hummed in a gentle voice.

You give my teachings such credit, Senmut. He smiled as a mentor once again, before he packed that part of him away. He was not mentor. Not anymore.

An apprentice of your own, stepping up in the place of me, I dare say you have surpassed me in more ways that one. The deer like figure gracefully ducked his head in something of a bow.

Well done, Priest of Osiris. His smile widened.

Well done, my boy. Very well done.