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Arthur Harrow climbed to the highest point of the Pyramid of Giza, his trustworthy cane in one hand as it glowed in purple strikes before he stomped it harshly against the tip of the pyramid, which led to a bright purple light to emit from it that quickly gained size.

All the souls with unbalanced scales began to fly into the air with the same purple glow, all making Ammit grow as she consumed them greedily. Harrow continued chanting in Ancient Egyptian as more souls gave Ammit more strength, but his eyes were suddenly tricked by the silhouettes he saw in the distance.

Marc was the first to land in the gigantic steps of the pyramid and Harrow didn't waste a second in running forward to him, which led to Marc doing the same thing. (Y/N) landed in the steps just in time to see how Marc's knee hit Harrow directly in the jaw before it sent them both flying in the air.

At the same time, Khonshu and Sekhmet appeared right in front of Ammit, both gods with their weapons of choice in hand while Ammit did the best she could to win the upper hand.

(Y/N) pushed herself up from the steps and that gave her enough speed and strength to stay in the air, watching how Marc ripped away from Harrow's grip by changing places with Steven by just a second before fronting again.

She really tried to catch up quick to the both of them in the air but gravity had other plans. Marc and Harrow were approaching the ground pretty rapidly, and she saw first hand how the two collapsed against the side of a local building and rolling on the ground.

(Y/N) landed in the ground to stop Harrow from striking Marc on the floor with his cane by kicking him square in the stomach, causing him to stagger back. She didn't stop there, and she raised her fist to deliver a blow in his nose.

Angered, Harrow raised his cane again and this time it began to glow in a purple shade, but before he could aim it properly and do the unthinkable, a figure knocked him down to the side with great force until (Y/N) realized who she was.

Layla stood just a few feet from where she stood, and she was wearing a white and scarlet red suit with golden details, a scarab symbol plastered in her chest plate. Her signature curls were cascading on her shoulders, a smirk in her lips.

"Layla," her name left (Y/N)'s lips breathlessly, like she thought she'd never see her again.

Before Layla could respond, Harrow stood back up and fired the beam of purple energy towards her, but she quickly blocked it with the wings that had given her the speed and strength to knock Harrow down the first time. This made the blast backfire and threw him a few feet back into a crowd.

"Layla?" she called her name again, and this time she finally responded.

Her face turned into one of deep concern as Marc finally gained the strength to stand up from the ground and watch the scene unfold. (Y/N) ran to embrace Layla in her arms, a sigh of relief leaving both girls' lips from seeing the other again.

"I'm so glad you're okay," (Y/N) whispered into Layla's hair before pulling back.

"How did you two get back?" Layla questioned, her eyes flickering from (Y/N) to Marc, her voice also sounding out of breath.

"It's a long story," (Y/N) answered before looking at her attire up and down. "Nice suit."

Layla smirked. "I like yours too."

Marc's suit suddenly shifted into the classic white suit, meaning that Steven now fronted, his mask being pulled back from his head so (Y/N) could see his surprise now that Layla was in front of him and the thrill behind his eyes.

"Wow, you look amazing. What are you wearing?" Steven questioned with enthusiasm, causing Layla to turn back at (Y/N) with raised eyebrows.

The moment was cut short when Harrow rose again, his disciples on each side of him with guns in their hands. The cane was held tightly in his hands, that glow growing brighter as his eyes set on the trio far away from him.

"Hey, I'm really jazzed up about showing you these new skill sets we have," Steven continued, referring to (Y/N) and him.

"All right, show me what you got," Layla nodded.

(Y/N) extended her hand forward and a spear was summoned into her hand, fitting inside her fingers perfectly, as if it was designed for her. The mask returned to cover Steven's face, and Layla ran to gain speed with her wings as the three ran towards the group of Harrow and his men.

Layla easily knocked two of them down with a slice of her wings, and Steven was quickly moving forward, overpowering every opponent that came towards him with the batons in his hands, just like he did back in the Duat. (Y/N) spun the spear between her fingers and used both ends to knock down the men that were coming towards her.

Harrow fired another purple blast from his cane and Steven dodged it with ease by jumping in the air, throwing the spare baton in his hand towards Harrow before he redirected it and returned to Marc instead, the suit already changed.

Not many men were left then. (Y/N), Marc and Layla ran towards them in order to get to Harrow, easily getting through them by either slicing through with double swords, knocked down by crescent moon darts or stabbed by the end of a gold spear.

Harrow was the last one standing and the trio engaged him in a fight; three against one. Layla tried to use her double swords to get to him but Harrow blocked the blows with the cane. Marc tried to do the same with the crescent moon dart in his hand but had no avail. (Y/N) spun the spear again and turned it to a diagonal angle to block Harrow's attacks and deliver her own at the same time, being able to cause some damage.

She blocked every attempt Harrow had of pushing her back with his cane just like he was doing with Layla and Marc, but she tried to put up a fight. (Y/N) slightly pulled the spear back and lower it down to knock Harrow off his feet, succeeding in doing so.

He grew impatient and stomped the cane into the ground, letting out a powerful blast that knocked the three of them back harshly into different surfaces. (Y/N) was thrown back into the dirty ground and didn't have time to react when Harrow pointed the glowing end of his cane to her neck.

He couldn't do anything else since Steven charged at him from the side and made him crash against a small store, where he delivered a punch before fixing his suit and aiming a blow again.

This time, Harrow grabbed him by the leg and threw him harshly to the outside, making him crash against another store. The lights dangling from the roof made a loud clicking noise before of the harsh impact, and Harrow was about to make his way towards it until a dart came to him and Marc pushed him back to crash against a wall.

Harrow grunted in pain and raised his cane as he stood but Layla grabbed it and pinned it against the wall with Harrow's hand still attached to it. (Y/N) moved from her side to cause damage to the glowing cane while Marc restrained his other arm.

Her spear only caused minor damage and Harrow was able to free himself from their grip but neither of them was letting him off easily. Marc had a firm grip in part of his neck while (Y/N) and Layla had to grab onto the cane to remove it from his grasp.

Unknowingly to all of them, a group of people had tried to fled the scene in desperation and panic, rushing towards a small white van with women clamoring and whimpering in fear of what was happening, just across from where Marc, Layla and (Y/N) were fighting Harrow.

"Get in the van! Go inside! Get in!" someone screamed in Arabic.

The glow of the cane returned and this time it went straight towards the white van, its power pushing it to the side while the women inside started to yell even louder with more fear.

The sound alerted both women, and (Y/N) knew Marc could handle Harrow from where he had him, so she and Layla ran towards the van just in time as it flipped over it's left side. Layla caught a girl and placed her safely on the ground while (Y/N) did her best in stopping the van from moving because of the still firing blast.

(Y/N) pushed her hands against the roof of the van and glued her feet to the ground to be able to stop the van from keeping in motion but she felt the sudden strength she'd gained before suddenly fail her now.

"Layla, a little help here?" she groaned and still tried to push. Layla got up from the ground to help her put the van to a stop, and Marc was able to lift the cane to another angle to stop the blast from going off.

Once the van had stopped moving, (Y/N) caught her breath, hoping that strange feeling doesn't happen again throughout the fight. Layla was still on her sight and eyed her up and down before a voice caught their attention.

"Are you Egyptian superheroes?" the girl from before asked, amazement in her voice.

"We are," Layla answered, and (Y/N) gave the girl a reassuring nod before heading towards the other side of the van.