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Eureka Enderborn wrote: Faenor of the Silver Laurel wrote:

Berry6419 wrote:

Faenor of the Silver Laurel wrote: Berry6419 wrote: Faenor of the Silver Laurel wrote: Asariel looks after Izaak for a moment, then turns to Thomas.

'I feel I have to get back to Egypt... This is where we part ways, I think.' Thomas nods awkwardly.

"Hey, you don't mind if I tag along for a while, do you?" 'Are you sure? It's rather dangerous. You-may-very-well-die dangerous.' "Um, well... decidedly not. " 'I may have to fight, and I may very well die in the doing. At the very least, I'll give that self-styled Herald of Ra a good hashing before I go. But that is not your path, I think. The other two metahumans in the area might need your help, and there are far worse things than teleporting Egyptians at work in the world.'

With those words, he raises a hand, and a golden ripple of light appears. A hilt sticks through, and Asariel grasps it, pulling out a long arming-sword with simple bronze filigree, red enameling, and a dark red grip.

'I'll be seeing you,' he says. 'Conceptual Item: Transport.'

With a flash of light, he disappears.

Asariel re-appears in Cairo, and immediately keels over, coughing up blood. Sparks fly across his vision, and his sight continually darkens, going in and out of focus.

'I have got to stop doing that...' he murmurs before spitting out a gob of blood mingled with bile. He settles in to wait, sitting propped against a wall in a deserted alleyway, until he's somewhat better. A soldier walks by the alleyway, but pauses for a moment then runs off. He immediately contacts Memphis over his radio.

At the checkpoint, Anubis pauses as his right hand men, Anrakyr and Imhotep, contact him via his own personal radio.

"Listen to me, man searching for time." He says to the desert. "I know not what I have done to you, so I can only assume you're a vigilante, here to punish me for what I'm doing here. I must leave prematurely, but I can only ask why. There are many better targets for you. Go fight ISIS or one of the other terrorist organizations. All I am doing here is reestablishing my religion into the world. A man should not be punished for that. Goodbye."

He disappears swiftly, only to reappear by Asariel. Asariel looks up, blood trickling out of the corner of his mouth, and manages a pained laugh.

'Well, I didn't expect to see you quite so quickly.'