The adventurers sat in silence, their bodies aching from the previous battles. The hallway provided a temporary respite, its cool stone walls a welcome contrast to the harsh desert of Horus's domain. But there was no true peace here, only the ominous promise of what lay ahead.
Albrecht leaned against the wall, eyes scanning the faces of the adventurers. They looked exhausted, and the healer was still recovering from her injuries. Despite their valiant efforts, Albrecht knew the truth—they had been little more than bystanders in the fight against Horus. It wasn't their fault; the gods were on a different level entirely. But he couldn't help feeling a pang of guilt. He needed them for the fifth boss, Ra, but that didn't mean he could just leave them behind or let them feel worthless.
