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maggie was at his shoulder and nyra was upon her before ramesses blinked three times. again, a soaring attack. he launched himself forward to tear at the proclaimed leader's shoulder, to drive her off and away.
though she only retreated, pharaoh took it as victory. he was stained now in the blood of three bodies, and suddenly, ironically, felt the deep and awakening hunger for more.
nyra had spun away from them. ramesses spit red into the dust after her.
jawahir was close.
ramesses snarled a sound that echoed across the churned red dust.