[ Naturally, he would not underestimate anyone who held ties to the Ennead. Ma'at had wrested him free of his own divinity, imprisoned it far from him and under the watchful eye of Isis. Yet, he was the one to survive his world. He was the one ( first / last / only? ) to come to this place, created and designed for the task that lay before him. The restoration of his world, for the sole reason that the souls upon his wrist needed to be returned to the passage of Duat, to be given back to the order of life and death. Because he had promised.
As long as he is clear with Marc, that whether or not the man points someone out and claims them under his protection or whether that protection is implied — if that individual gets in Set's way, he will crush them. He will tear his way through the Knight, if he must. Khonshu's priest or not. Khonshu would get a new one, in his opinion, but only if he was alive to do so. Otherwise, no one would mourn this man. ( Except, perhaps. )
So, Set goes to his knees. With a hand upon Marc Spector's shoulder, drawing it along the line of his arm to one of his hands — he takes it, guides it to the beast's cooling body to press the palm of Marc's hand to it. ] Repeat: « The corpse to the earth, and the ba to the heavens. »
[ It is, of course, said in his own tongue. The language of the Egyptians, ancient and gone by Marc's lifetime. ]
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[ Naturally, he would not underestimate anyone who held ties to the Ennead. Ma'at had wrested him free of his own divinity, imprisoned it far from him and under the watchful eye of Isis. Yet, he was the one to survive his world. He was the one ( first / last / only? ) to come to this place, created and designed for the task that lay before him. The restoration of his world, for the sole reason that the souls upon his wrist needed to be returned to the passage of Duat, to be given back to the order of life and death. Because he had promised.
As long as he is clear with Marc, that whether or not the man points someone out and claims them under his protection or whether that protection is implied — if that individual gets in Set's way, he will crush them. He will tear his way through the Knight, if he must. Khonshu's priest or not. Khonshu would get a new one, in his opinion, but only if he was alive to do so. Otherwise, no one would mourn this man. ( Except, perhaps. )
So, Set goes to his knees. With a hand upon Marc Spector's shoulder, drawing it along the line of his arm to one of his hands — he takes it, guides it to the beast's cooling body to press the palm of Marc's hand to it. ] Repeat: « The corpse to the earth, and the ba to the heavens. »
[ It is, of course, said in his own tongue. The language of the Egyptians, ancient and gone by Marc's lifetime. ]