my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
As Amalia dropped down, Amun flinched away from her. When she held her hand out and more fire appeared in it he actually shrieked and scrambled away from her once more. However, there wasn't much room and his back crashed into a weapons rack, sending its contents toppling down on him.
He ignored the impacts. Instead, he seized upon a handle by his hand and held it out with a trembling arm, putting it between himself and the baker. It turned out to be for a mace, and even the wooden version looked like it could do damage. "Put it out!" It came out in a high and fearful voice, and his eyes were still wide.
"Please." This time, he was pleading.
He ignored the impacts. Instead, he seized upon a handle by his hand and held it out with a trembling arm, putting it between himself and the baker. It turned out to be for a mace, and even the wooden version looked like it could do damage. "Put it out!" It came out in a high and fearful voice, and his eyes were still wide.
"Please." This time, he was pleading.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
