When did all this madness start?
They had rid the world of evil. The Pharaoh had lost ceremonial duel, and he was gone.
So what was this?
Who held the reign now? Who was causing all this misery?
"Misery is no stranger to us, Malik."
Malik kept his focus towards the window. "That's beside the point. It should be peaceful now…"
"But it isn't."
"I know."
The two Ishtars were silent for a while.
This wasn't like anything they'd ever seen before. There was no supernatural beings at work here. And definitely no Millennium Items, for they had been buried away.
As Malik was trying to sort out his thoughts, he saw a hoard of government officials marching toward their town.
Marik looked his way for a split second. "What is it?"
Malik said nothing but shook his head vigorously.
"Malik, what is it?" Marik said more sternly.
"Hide."
