Book Five: Chapter 167

“Your name is Beth.” The figure sat down, a golden chair appearing underneath her. “Well, Beth. My name is Neferisfet, and I am the last priestess of Apophis, the Great Serpent.”

“Never heard of him.”

Neferisfet nodded. “I don’t expect you would. As his last follower, I have spent thousands of years entombed, waiting to be discovered and resurrected so that I may return him to glory. My spirit has hovered between life and death, sanity and madness, just to bring me to this moment.”

Beth bit her lip and grunted, then managed to take a step toward Neferisfet.

“Your spirit impresses me.” Neferisfet steepled her fingers together. “Tell me more about yourself, Beth.”

Beth took another step forward but fell to her knees when Neferisfet touched the bag around her neck once more. This time, warmth flooded her chest and it was suddenly hard to breathe.

“Hmm. You have an aura of magic. This will make things easier.” Neferisfet stood from her throne and walk