Arriving At Luxor

"We need to fix this place," Michael declared, surveying the scorched earth that had been the scene of their battle. A playful smirk tugged at his lips as he turned to Gaya. 

"I can't believe this place just grew out, and you two ladies messed it up."

Gaya rolled her eyes, though a smile played at the corners of her mouth. She gestured towards the uprooted trees, the smashed statues, the ground still smoldering from her poison. 

"Well, when you're fighting a bitch who can turn into a fucking centipede, things tend to get a little messy," she retorted, amusement lacing her tone.

Before Michael could respond, a gentle breeze swept through the ravaged forest. It carried the scent of jasmine and something else, something undeniably divine. Then, Seshat appeared before them. Her serene smile never wavered, her very presence a soothing balm to the chaos that had just unfolded. Gaya couldn't help but smile back, a genuine, unguarded smile this time.