Hemley's Wrath, Part Deux.

Yet not before having taken one last look back up into that desert world to find a mess of bodies lying scattered all between those two massive dunes. The sky was now darkening as a swirl of clouds, blue and purple, encircled into a spiral above one solitary figure hands which stretched up now towards the sky and its seething darkness in a sickening glow. Such was the power which moved in the heavens and such was the power and strength that coursed through his naked torso, absorbing all the power which he had recently conjured onto that plain.

Then presently in a few moments more with eyes closed he breathed a deep breath as of satisfaction. Hundo, not knowing what to make of all this, stared in dumb-struck adoration, but quickly made to go back down into the hole when the warrior-priest's attention turned towards him suddenly. As this new, hulking Gospel moved towards him, down he went, back into the darkness and a damp place below the sands. After waiting for awhile for his eyes to adjust to the darkness, trying to figure out just what new role Gospel had conjured for himself in this strange new world, he stopped trying to use his throbbing membrane and continued down a now hazy grey cooridor, crouching as best he could. After about two hours or so (or so it felt) his shoes brushed and scraped against sand and he could sense that the space would soon open up, as indeed it did all of a sudden, and Hundo found himself standing in a large, dark room, standing on solid rock and sand, with torches casting long shadows all around.

As Hundo would learn in short order, he had just tunneled into the sleeping chamber and eternal resting place of the late Queen of Egypt, Princess Czernitziti! She had been expecting him..