Pharai
Hathor threw herself onto her knees as she quickly undid the rope wrapped around Thoth's head and into his mouth as he screamed. I wanted to focus on Suetekh, to throw myself into his arms and kiss him but it was difficult too when there was a god beaten half to death with pure hatred in his eyes chained up on the floor.
A gasp left my lips when Hathor managed to get the rope out of his mouth but then had to pull length after length of silk material out of his mouth and I was sure half way down his throat. When it was all out he let out a loud cough. His blue silver skin dimly shining as silver blood rolled out of his mouth, down hischin then dripped onto the floor.
