The Weight of Souls

Under Sabah's command, tumors begin erupting from Anubis' body. Unlike fleshy tumors, these were translucent pockets of filled with flashing lights. They look like lightning-filled jellyfish. Sabah begins climbing these outgrowths, making her way to Anubis' tentacled head. Meanwhile Bomani rushes the god-being with his axe, empowered by Maat's holy grail. The glowing axe slices through Anubis' arm which thunks heavily into the sand-strewn floor. Instead of blood and bone, the stump revealed metal and fiber-optics, flashing and sparking in the sand-choked air. It seems as if Anubis' whole body, except for his head, was artificial. Anubis' glowing head-tentacles whip about in a frenzy.

Suddenly the howling tornado of sand and glass that had been forming a circular perimeter around them begins to abate. Humming energy like static electricity sparks around Anubis. Sand flows up from around him and forms an arm to replace his recently severed one. He plucks Sabah from his body just as she reaches his face. He flings her into the group of her fellow Mythenders, then shoots a series of sand-compacted spikes into their bodies.

Maat grins when he sees the others wound Anubis. But his joy is short lived. It looks like the god isn't down and out just yet and he retaliates with great force.

As the storm of sandy spikes hurtle towards Maat, the goblet in his hand changes form. Becoming longer and sturdier. The cup is now the size of a large mace. He grabs it with both hands and tries to swat the spikes before they can reach him, as if playing a sports game, hoping to negate some of the incoming damage. One of the spikes gets through his defense and lodges itself in one of his legs. A wraith-like screech fills the air and the cup returns to its normal size.

After rallying from the wound, the dark figure, holding the chalice, starts to speak. It's a language you all recognize, but not one you've ever used. It's the language of the dead. An old, forgotten language now used only in the underworld. However, your mythender senses understand it without any problem. "Minions of the dark. I summon you to my side. Cast a plague upon this so called god. Overpower him with infestation."

At first, nothing seems to be happening, but then something falls out of Maat's chalice. It looks around, squeeks and runs towards Anubis. A rat. Just an ordinary rat. Then another one springs forth from the cup. And another... And another... With each spawn, the golden relic starts to glow brighter and brighter, almost blindingly bright. Moments later, the floor is covered in countless black rats, all heading towards Anubis and gnawing at his feet, trying to climb up his legs.

Now really mad at the god for throwing her off, Sabah prepares for one, hopefully final, attack. She draws in the strange growths she created all over the tower top, then uses them to hurl herself at the Myth's face for an all-out attack.

After being rag-dolled by Anubis, Bomani’s rage reached the tipping point. He decided to join Sabah in one final attack. Just as before, Bomani’s hand began to fill with the Orb of Ra. This time, however, the orb was much smaller. Much more compact. Instead of a large yellow sun, it was a hot white star.

With all of his fury, he tossed the orb towards Anubis. At the angle he threw it, it managed to miss Sabah and was pinpointed at Anubis’ torso.

As the orb made contact with Anubis began to rotate at an astronomical speed. The orb got smaller and smaller until it was only the size of a marble. During its rotation, it was melting Anubis, burying itself within the god until at the last moment it stopped. Once at the very core of Anubis, the star explodes into a supernova, leaving nothing but Anubis’ shoulders, neck and head behind, open for the final attacks.

Once again Anubis draws sand around him, pulling the grains together to make a replica body. It is much weaker than his robotic body and his grasp is somewhat tenuous now, with pieces of his sand-body losing definition then reforming, creating an ever-shifting kaleidoscope of body parts. He takes up his staff once again and begins powering it up. The scintillating multi-colored lights envelop the staff, and a concentrated red beam sweeps among the Mythenders, attempting to separate their bodies with pure heat.

Anubis' energy beam strikes Sabah mid-flight, burning her flesh away as she continues her supernatural jump towards the god's head. When her flesh reforms, Sabah has visibly changed completely. She's taller and even less human now than she had been before. Her skin is covered in scales, her eyes glowing in an angry yellow and as she flies through the air, loose leaves trail her as if falling from her pockets or the folds of her garb.

Screaming in pain and rage, she pulls her shield up in front of herself and rams into the Myth's skull with her full force, using the shield as her weapon.

Maat was ready for the attack, this time. He concentrates, and his smoke-enveloped body briefly becomes ethereal, causing the red beam to pass through him. It hits the floor behind him, creating a large crater. Smoke, dust and debris fills the room.

When it settles, Maat is standing right in front of Anubis with his goblet in his hand. He puts it down on the floor and ever so gently taps the side of it with a deformed fingernail. A soft ring emanates from the chalice. To those on Maat's side of this battle, it sounds like a song one might play at a funeral. Macabre, but not unpleasant. To Anubis and other opposers, however, it sounds like a bell tower that keeps getting louder and louder.

Some mortals, who are still alive and consider themselves on Anubis's side, put their hands on their heads to block the ear-hurting pain. Unfortunately for them, it's no use. They drop to the floor seconds later, bleeding from their ears. Maat directs the sound to Anubis. His golden, glowing eyes now turn red from pure rage. The surrounding smoke, flows into the cup he's holding as if he's giving his own life-force to strengthen the attack.