THE GRIP OF OSIRIS

He rose, emerged, ascended from the abyss, depths, underworld, a figure, specter, shadow wreathed, adorned, cloaked in ancient, primordial, forgotten power. His eyes, gaze, stare held the weight of, upon, within countless epochs, cycles, millennia. He was, is, remains Osiris, Lord of the Dead, King of Eternity, and his fist, clenched, tight, powerf

Sobek, the powerful crocodile god, wielded a strength feared. His leathery hide absorbed even the fiercest of attacks. Legends speak of him moving colossal boulders with ease, and his bite could crushing through shields as if they were cloth. Champions would pray for his blessing before entering battle, knowing that Sobek's might could turn the ti