As Anck-su-namun entered the battle chamber, she felt a growing sense of dread in her stomach. Maybe she should just let Nefertiri kill her in the battle that was approaching. No. She couldn't do that to Imhotep. They were going to run away tonight. Then they would be free.
Anck-su-namun spotted Nefertiri and noted with a smirk that she was still wearing the Band-Aid she had given her the previous day.
Anck-su-namun and Nefertiri put on their masks and took their positions in the middle of the room. Anck-su-namun saw Imhotep looking at her from beside the pharaoh. His face was sullen and melancholy. She hoped the fight might cheer him up.
"Begin!" Seti called, and the two were off. Nefertiri spun with incredible speed, but Anck-su-namun matched it with a fury of her own.
The sword clanged like music and the girls moved like dancers to it. Suddenly, Anck-su-namun had tripped Nefertiri and she lay flat on her back. She lifted her mask and looked up at Anck-su-namun.
"Put you mask on!" Anck-su-namun taunted, "Let's not scar that pretty face."
Nefertiri scowled and leaped up. The two resumed fighting stances, then continued the battle.
Anck-su-namun knocked Nefertiri's daggers out of her hands. Nefertiri did a few cartwheels and flipped up onto a ledge with a display of axes. Anck-su-namun threw her daggers at two statues, hitting them both right in the crotch.
Anck-su-namun flipped backwards a bit and picked up a spear from another display. Nefertiri jumped down from the ledge and the two began spinning their weapons, occasionally coming in contact with the other.
Anck-su-namun took Nefertiri's axe and threw it across the room before approaching her, spinning her spear. Nefertiri took hold of it and Anck-su-namun flipped her over her head, onto the hard marble floor. She then kneeled over her, her spear tip pointed at Nefertiri's throat.
"You are learning well, Nefertiri." She smirked, "I'll have to watch my back."
"Yes, and I'll watch mine." Nefertiri spat.
Was she calling me a backstabber? Oh my God, does she know about Imhotep and me? Horrible thoughts passed through Anck-su-namun's mind as she stood upright and saw Seti walking towards them.
"Bravo! Bravo!" He called "Who better to protect the Bracelet of Anubis than my daughter, Nefertiri. And who better to protect me than my future wife, Anck-soon-yamoon."
Anck-su-namun shuddered. Imhotep had been right. Seti walked over and hugged Nefertiri.
"Well done, daughter."
Suddenly she saw Imhotep walking down from his post near Seti's throne.
Don't look at him. She commanded herself. Don't look at him.
But she couldn't help it, and, neither could he, it seemed. As he passed her, both of their heads turned and electricity shot through their eyes.
When Anck-su-namun looked back at Nefertiri, she was surprised to see that she had been watching. Nefertiri glared at her suspiciously, and Anck-su-namun tried to act as natural as possible, but at that exact moment, she completely forgot what 'natural' was, so she just stood there, solemnly looking at Nefertiri.