Gate of Memoirs/Divine Resonance

The cat goddess ponders the events that led to her new powers.
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Music: "The Demon"	Music: "The Demon"
 	
*Leading the undead away from the gates, Hetepheres molded and parted earth to trap and hinder her enemies.
 	
*Kawab—or the Crocodile Prince as she often called him—and his enormous mount tore up the rest of the stragglers,
*while the evening sky was split by periodic flashes of light from the bolt-calling sphinx.
*Her allies notified of the newcomer in their midst, they would now tighten the circle of their patrol around the city.
 	
*Hetepheres: With those big crocodile jaws and the sundering bolts, hopefully that's enough to break them apart.
 	
*Hetepheres: ...Not that we should be happy about bifurcating the dead, but there's no other way.
 	
*The cat spirits gather around her feet, giving small, baleful mews.
 	
*Hetepheres: I know. I don't like it either.
 	
*Hetepheres: At least we've got another one of us now to help out.
*Hetepheres: I was pretty happy to know I wasn't the only one having to get used to these...powers.
 	
*She reaches up absentmindedly to touch her headdress, and a pleasant warmth greets her hand.
 	
*Hetepheres: (Come to think of it, I'm not even sure what possessed me to take these...)
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Music: "Devil's Heart"	Music: "Devil's Heart"
 	
*I remember the thundering of the guards' heavy boots on the old marble floors of the temple I grew up in.
*It was nothing compared to the pounding in my heart, though.
 	
*I never stopped running, even when it felt like I was going to collapse...
*Though I was raised in this temple, I lost track of the twists and turns I took.
*On hindsight, it was a lot deeper than I imagined...
 	
*And then, I saw it. It was no dream. It couldn't be a dream.
*To think that this temple could hide, in its depths, this golden headdress and pair of chakram.
 	
*?: Child. Come closer...
 	
*Hetepheres: (Am I hearing things now...?)
 	
*Hetepheres: (Ugh, but I'll need something to defend myself with, at least!)
*Hetepheres: (Sorry goddess, gotta borrow these for a while!)
 	
*And that was when the world began to move for me. Quite literally. 
*The earth parted at my touch, and before long I had emerged well outside of the temple.
 	
*I couldn't believe my luck. But I barely had time to adjust, because my entire world went white...
 	
*A blast of energy slammed into me, and my head was filled with all these strange whispers...
*The last thing I heard before I passed out was that strange voice again, like a mewling cat.
 	
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*Hetepheres: Since then it's just been one wild ride after another.
*Hetepheres: I know the temple was just a front for our activities, but we did pay our due respects to her for her protection.
*Hetepheres: I mean, I *did* take these from her altar...
 	
*Hetepheres: ...?!
Music: "The Demon"	Music: "The Demon"
 	
*A small rumble catches the rogue's attention, but nothing in the vicinity confirms her suspicions.
 	
*Hetepheres: (No, there's definitely something here! I can feel it!)
*Dropping into a crouch, she places one hand on the ground, and concentrates.
 	
*Hetepheres dances out of the way, chakram at the ready, as vile creatures burst forth from beneath the ground.
*Their sand-rotted bodies and wicked, scythe-like claws resemble the undead, but possess a distinctly insectoid profile.
 	
*As Hetepheres brandishes her weapons, a flare of energy emanates from her, her body bolstered by some unseen force.
 	
*Hetepheres: Well! I could get used to this.
*Hetepheres: Here we go...!