Isis fluttered her eyes open after coughing twice. She felt really weak but she knew she had to sit up and as she wanted to try that, she was assisted by the same man from earlier.
"Isis, my dear," he spoke in a soft tone, "let me help you sit up."
"Who are you?" she hurried to ask, still trying to look up to his face but she was even too weak to move her head.
"Don't worry, love, you are safe," he said softly again, reassuring her safety instead of answering her question.
She blinked slowly a few times and then closed her eyes again. She did not know what it was but she was feeling this deep weakness within her. She could also sense a familiar aura from the man holding her up or should she say god? Yes, she was sure it was a god's aura but could not pinpoint the particular god it was. Or could she?... Wait... Pig head tattoo? Shai?!
