A small human servant appeared from behind the throne and offered the god a platinum platter with a scroll with wooden ends. Ammit growled at the servant and tried to pounce.
Thoth raised his hand, halting Ammit from enacting another murder in this dimension.
"He seemed to have taken most of the Anubi warriors to the north from our neighbors. Too many children died for a cause, not theirs to begin with." sighed Thoth.
"That must mean that she is on the rampage again... we need more of it to keep her at ease," said Harpocrates.
Thoth tore up the scroll that turned into golden sand in disappointment. Harpocrates stood there silencing himself from revealing more from the abomination.
