Lion Head Mesa wrath & poison

khusobek was shouting before he entered the red sands.

he bore @Safiya up the steps; he carried her through the open-air palace and down into the mazework of caverns and rooms. his legs gave; the crocodile sagged against the wall as arms more hale lifted his daughter away and off.

dimly he registered the erpa-ha. "eset feared infection." in part was the story relayed, khusobek doing his level best not to belabor his horrible choice.

"i need to go back until pharaoh sends word." water, sloshed down his throat; meat ground beneath teeth for a tongue that could not taste it. "the men who did this, who were part of it, they are lower than Set's offal. and if they hurt her, and i have hurt one of theirs,"

he did not finish, only looked painfully down the corridor to where the servants had taken his child.