THE GRIP OF OSIRIS

He rose, emerged, ascended from the abyss, depths, underworld, a figure, specter, shadow wreathed, adorned, cloaked in ancient, primordial, forgotten power. His eyes, gaze, stare held the weight of, upon, within countless epochs, cycles, millennia. He was, is, remains Osiris, Lord of the Dead, King of Eternity, and his fist, clenched, tight, powerf

Sobek, the great crocodile god, possessed a strength legendary. His leathery hide deflected even the deadliest of attacks. Legends whisper of him overthrowing colossal boulders with ease, and his bite could crushing through armor as if they were paper. Soldiers would beg for his favor before entering battle, knowing that Sobek's power could grant