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Daniel took a deep breath and ran through the whole disaster again — from Imhotep resurrecting to the awakened guardians, to the jackal-headed soldiers stalking the ruins.
Ardeth Bey stared at him.
"…Say it again."
Daniel sighed. "Okay. A mummy got resurrected. That mummy woke up several other mummies. And now there are… uh… jackal creatures walking on two legs. With weapons. Chasing us."
Silence.
The Medjai leader slowly turned his head, looking at the others as if confirming they all heard the same thing.
Jonathan raised a hand weakly. "He's not exaggerating. They were real. And very loud."
Evelyn nodded. "Jackal-headed warriors. Like the depictions of Anubis's soldiers."
Ardeth Bey looked over the group in stunned disbelief.
They had only arrived today. One single day — barely even that — and yet the chaos surrounding them was something the Medjai had spent centuries trying to prevent.
A cursed priest resurrected?
Yes, that was a possibility. A terrible one, but one they were prepared for.
But the Army of Anubis?
Warriors of a dead god awakening in the sands?
That wasn't supposed to happen. Not here. Not now. Not ever.
It made no sense.
How had these foreigners, in less than a day, managed to trigger events that should have taken the unraveling of entire prophecies?
Ardeth stared at them — half amazed, half horrified — wondering how these people caused more destruction in a single afternoon than entire armies of invaders had in centuries.
"Well, to say it clearly, we didn't wake anything up," Daniel said, hands raised as if distancing himself from responsibility.
Ardeth Bey slowly turned toward him, eyes narrowing.
"Do you expect me to believe that? For thousands of years, we have ensured nothing resurrects… nothing escapes." His tone sharpened. "And yet you arrive today — just today — and somehow cause all of this?"
The Medjai around him tightened their grip on their swords.
A few of them looked like they wouldn't mind cutting the entire group down right here and now, consequences be damned.
And honestly?
Who could blame them.
For generations the Medjai had guarded Hamunaptra — sworn protectors, dedicating their lives to making sure the secrets buried beneath the sands never threatened the world again.
They endured scorching suns, sleepless nights, and the constant weight of a duty no outsider could understand.
And then…
A group of foreigners shows up for one day and manages to unleash a catastrophe that the Medjai had prevented for thousands of years.
So yeah — the urge to bury all six of them under the sand?
Perfectly understandable.
"Uh… coincidence?" Daniel offered with a helpless shrug.
Ardeth stared at him as if he had just said the stupidest thing ever spoken in the desert.
"Coincidence or not," Ardeth finally said, voice heavy with barely restrained frustration,
"You unleashed a dark force we have kept sealed for a thousand years." He pointed toward the ruins behind them. "So leave this place. Now. We will clean up the mess you have made."
"I think we can help," Evelyn said
"No," Ardeth Bey replied immediately, voice like a blade scraping stone. "The only help you can give is by getting the hell out of here."
Daniel tilted his head. "Are you sure?"
"Yes. So get out."
Daniel sighed loudly. "We have the Golden Book of Amun-Ra — the one thing that can actually kill that monster. You still want to chase us away?"
Ardeth froze.
Slowly, he turned.
His eyes fell on the golden book in Evelyn's hands , as the current leader of Medjal he knew the book powers.
But he had not expected this chaotic foreign group to somehow find the one legendary artifact capable of ending the nightmare.
He didn't understand wether they are lucky to find such thing or unlucky to be in such situation.