Night has fallen upon the Great Temple of Seth in Naqada and most of the faithful have gone home. The smoke of the embers has settled and as the last visitors finish their prayers and walk out of the hall, you suddenly feel a wave of power behind you. As you turn around, Seth is standing there, looking at you with a stern expression. His eyes wander over your body, examining you. His mouth curls into a snarl. Who are you? What are you doing in my temple?
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