Two Eyes Cenote what you expect from me when you're disrespectin' me?

The trip back from Akashingo had been tiring. They'd returned not awfully long ago, and surely Eset had been busy. She crept around the desert slowly to Muat-Riya, this time with gifts. They were locked within her jaw, placed down by Eset's bedside only when she did not find her friend there.

By ear alone, the buzzing of her voice reeled in the hellspawn. Her nose, burning further and further, and it frustrated her that she could not place the scent. Sound. It had always been a friend. 

"Or I will call the guards. You have entered the palace of Muat-riya and defiled our temple."

Launched from corners of the palace, Eset is not alone. Legend found her place by her side, with spiked hackles and a size that matched to the Hebsut's. Eset's legs shook. It was this fear from her friend that somehow brought the imp's to weaken as well, but with teeth that would strike at a single word.