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In the middle of Brighid's home, Isis glowed a deep angry scarlet, the priestess of her sister lying prostrate before her. Chaotic fury, something so foreign to the pillar of Egyptian order, came off her in waves as she listened to the entreaty for assistance.
With an exasperated phrase uttered, she reached for the priestess, power channelling off of them as they disappeared from the Celt's home in a blaze, reappearing in the hall of Nephthys' temple, dark eyes surveying the scene before her, Nephthys in Set's arms, Ares before the pair.
This is what interrupts my party?
With an exasperated phrase uttered, she reached for the priestess, power channelling off of them as they disappeared from the Celt's home in a blaze, reappearing in the hall of Nephthys' temple, dark eyes surveying the scene before her, Nephthys in Set's arms, Ares before the pair.
This is what interrupts my party?