Nephthys
The last thing she sees is Iskandar's kind face, as he says everything is going to be okay. Within the water sarcophagus, I am the only one conscious. Before he could walk out, I use a burst of my power to appear beside him.
"I have to help them."
Iskandar shakes his head. The Chef Lector looks older then I remember, more tired, more fragile.
"Help her." His voice is calm, but his body is unnaturally stiff.
"They will fail without my husband's secret name. The world will come to an end."
Iskandar reaches out in Duat and brings out a figurine. He leaves it on the floor and the shabti turns into a full-size perfect copy of Zia Rashid. I nod.
He looks into my eyes, then back at her.
"Keep her safe. I'll do my best to come back."
"And if you don't?"
When he finally speaks, his voice is shaky.
"Keep her safe. It's all I ask."
He passes by me and walks out. When his energy can't be sensed anymore, I command the Nile to hide us. The waters swallow us, leaving me alone with Zia Rashid and her nightmares. And, of course, with the faint link to her shabti. Maybe that's what I deserve.