After their harrowing encounter with Harudra, the group stepped out of the cursed tomb into the blazing desert sun, each of them feeling the immense weight of their mission pressing down on them. The sunlight was harsh after the tomb's eerie shadows, but the warmth was a welcome reminder of life beyond the oppressive darkness of the Pharaoh's lingering curse.
James led the way, his face set in grim determination. His thoughts raced, haunted by Harudra's parting words and the disturbing hints of what lay deeper within the sands of Erodus. The idea of an ancient, cursed Pharaoh amassing power was daunting, even for someone who had faced powerful enemies before. But the stakes were higher than ever, and he knew they couldn't turn back now.