Father?

Everyone in the room looked up at Tria who was hovering in the air, and they all had different thoughts.

Starting with the emperor, his feelings were quite complicated, although he was in an amicable relationship with Crei, he was not in one with Lord Aten, and he has never done anything to benefit Tria, then would she still ally with him? Although he was greatly surprised that she was the priestess, the fact that she owed nothing to the Sun Land was a disadvantage to him. She had already cut ties with her father, and she married someone who was even more alien to this place. Emperor Chen felt frustrated by his own thoughts.

Moving on to the crowd of people who had come to see the priestess, some were revering her, and some were regretting their lack of helpfulness, some were sulking, jealous, and some were hit hard by gravity, falling right onto their butts.

Ra Ashir and Madame Ashir of course.

"T-The priestess...y-you-you are the priestess!" muttered Madame Ashir frantically, she could feel the world crashing down on her, as well as her feelings, she felt numb from shock.

"Tria is the priestess," Ra Ashir whispered to himself, he could not believe it, the daughter he had shunned away was the priestess.

"Since when?" he couldn't help but asked, his lips trembling.

"My powers awakened as soon as you closed the gates after I married,"Tria slowly answered, she has been waiting for him to ask that, she wanted him to feel regret, regret keeping his own daughter away, regret treating Tria's mother the way he did, regret that he couldn't take any of it back.

Ra did regret, but his greed overtook his regret when he realized what he had lost, and could still possibly grasp onto.

"You are my daughter," he said, almost biting his own tongue off, "I am still your father."

"Father? No, I am not your daughter," Tria came back on the ground and walked towards Ra with a smirk on her face.

Seeing her coming closer, Ra Ashir had finally realized where he had seen those familiar eyes from before, the same rage and disappointment could be seen in Tria's eyes. That was when he had finally realized how wrong he was, and just as he was realizing, his eyes clouded over, making him blind, again.

'How blind I was?!' he thought, Hoth had clearly told him that although he could he was truly blind, he was right, and now he was blind again, and will probably stay as such until the day he died.

"No! No! No! Give me back my sight!" Ra yelled in the room, touching everything and spilling everyone's food. He was frantic, and the expression on his face was something the guests that day could never forget.

Pure evil, madness, resentment, regret, helplessness, and fear.

"I've already given you back your sight, only by clearing your heart and mind from the evil inside can you heal...if not, after a few years, what's inside of you will consume you, and you will no longer be sane."

Ra Ashir stood up, on his face were traces of tears, and he was slightly shaking.

"Just k-kill me," he whispered, crying, if that was the end that was waiting for him, he'd rather not live anymore.

"Oh-ho, taking the easy way out eh? No. Nor will you be able to, or anyone else, I forbid it," Tria said, and her eyes glowed brighter for a moment.

Ra fell down again on the ground, this time on his knees, as he cried nonstop.

Madame Ashir witnessed it all, they were done, it was over, she thought. She tried to crawl her way out but she was met by a jackal with his fangs out growling at her, and those murdering eyes looking straight into hers.

She screamed out and fell on her back frightened, so did some other guests when they saw Chukah's form.

"I see you've met my brother," the sound of Tria's voice echoed in her ears," don't leave so fast, you still have yet to throw me out."