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Anubis narrowed his eyes and stared at the boy.

     “I smell the sin of a Greek. Welcome to the Land of the Dead. Have you come to weigh your heart?”

     Oh, how he hoped so. The jackal was d y i n g to play with his scales today. Ammit seemed ravenous, as well.