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 powerful crocodile god, possessed a strength feared. His chitinous hide deflected even the deadliest of attacks. Legends tell of him lifting colossal boulders with ease, and his jaws could tear through obstacles as if they were nothing. Soldiers would plead for his favor before entering battle, knowing that Sobek's strength could grant