Random Voice 1
Ripples of energy move under the earth. Waves of power so strong, they threaten to destroy everything in their path. Duat shakes. Again and again. It's welcomed, though. So many deities waking up. So many breaking free. So many finally seizing the chance to flee. The waves of energy almost make the Feather of Truth fall on the stone-cold floor. Anubis grabs it in the last second and smiles. The gods are coming. With them, so does and the reawakening of Ma'at. Entities of all sorts cheer around Duat.
The Universe, however, follows certain rules that no part of it can escape. (Aside from black holes. Nothing applies to them. They are the exception of the rule. Then again, every rule has an exception. Except does that don't. They are an exception of the rule of exceptions.) Every action has an equal opposite reaction. And so with Ma'at wakes and isfet.
The land of the demons had been quite for a while. Yes, the average demon attack around the world would happen from time to time, but the House of Life was always onto them before they could open a wider portal. This time, however, the portal is wider indeed. Face of Horror smiles as he watches the army of demons march through the portal. One of the rooster claws that are his feet taps rhythmically. He wishes he doesn't have to use those beautiful warriors to aid that piece of… ooop. Yeah, dude, I ain't saying that. Guess someone's still a little pisssssed off at Ra's lieutenant. Welp.
Face of Horror is the last one to step through the portal, along with his second. They're not joining the army, though. No, they have work to do. Arizona waits for no one but herself.