Two Eyes Cenote [m]objective: survive

she had come for nazli's celebration, and had chosen to stay in muat-riya for a time before she went in search of ashikaga. she was quiet, alone in the halls, until — zaahira felt a wordless terror climb her throat at the unmistakeable war drum of death.
running, clamoring through the dimly lit halls with an urgency she had never before known. who? who was hurt? the sand stung her eyes.
the stoic jodai nearly fainted at the sight of him, color rushing from her face in shock, jaws parted in an imperceptible, silent scream. not him. not him.
legend, too, is here. she had found him first. but she only watches with morbid curiosity, and for a moment it made zaahira burn with anger. what the hell are you doing? panic, churning. the ruddy fur along her nape flares. get @Tavina. and @Eset. now.
her own head tips in a call, a strained note for @Toula and for @Rashepses; senmut, too, for he knew akhtar better than anyone.
akashingo and muat-riya were being targeted.