"Kill everyone, move together!" the First Prince shouted.
The Pharaoh and Egrith immediately nodded, vanishing in a blur. In an instant, they closed the distance, fast enough that the girls would be reduced to mere remnants of existence in the next breath.
But just as their hands reached out—grasping for their prey—the girls disappeared.
Sett had already moved, whisking them away before impact.
"The women are his weakness! Use them against him!" Egrith barked, pivoting sharply to pursue.
Sett streaked through the burning palace, his expression dark. This wasn't how it was supposed to go. He had planned to split them up, divide and conquer, but they were too coordinated, too relentless.
Indeed the royalty is annoying, no matter the era and how weak they might seem.
