The High Priestess of Bastet was indeed waiting up for them. Satiya was glad they didn't delay returning to the temple.
"We have a room with many beds over here, and you can use a couple of them," the human explained, guiding the Angels.
"Why were you so eager to have us stay with you?" Husani asked.
The Priestess stopped pulling out new bedding from a chest and looked up thoughtfully, "Our Lady was quite insistent. I haven't heard this much from Bastet in many years, so I am inclined to listen."
Satiya wanted to shower again, but it was so late that she didn't want to take the time and went right to sleep. Husani chose the bed across the room to be polite, and did the same.
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After both of the Angels had showered the next morning and had eaten breakfast provided by the Priestesses, they sat down in the back room on a couple stools and started back into their conversation about what to do next.
"One problem is there are hundreds of members of the society," Satiya started.
Husani was shocked, "How do you know?"
"We saw some of them, my parents and me. About 300 training at once. Meaning there are probably more than that. My parents were going to make a plan-"
A circle of light started to grow on the floor in the room, and Satiya trailed off as it became brighter.
Husani was alarmed, "What is it?!"
"I think... it's a sending."
A shadowy form faded into existence above the light, then started to take shape into a human female with long, black hair tied in a braid, a sleeveless shirt, and cargo shorts. The light underneath her faded and she looked around.
"Amisi!" Satiya cried, giving the woman a hug.
"Satiya! Quick, stand back!"
The circle of light grew again and another shadow appeared. This one formed into a human male with a white tee-shirt, green fitted vest, jean shorts, and buzzed black hair.
"Khait!" Satiya gave him a quick hug as well. "I'm so glad to see you, but what are you doing here?" she said, addressing them both.
"It's a little bit of a story. Can we sit somewhere?" Khait asked.
"And may I ask who this is?" Amisi gestured to Husani who was standing by his stool.
"I'm Husani," he said. "I'm just an Angel from Irisi Aerie."
"Irisi Aerie? I thought all the Angels were taken in the raid," Amisi said, surprised.
"I was away," he said quietly.
Satiya grabbed Amisi by the shoulder and directed her toward the door, "Maybe the dining room would be a good place. Lots of chairs."
They all sat and Satiya gestured to Khait and Amisi to begin.
Amisi started, "After our phone call ended, uh, abruptly, I went to your parents. They took me to the Oracle, who used my phone to tell us that you had been taken by Kek again. She said that you would be fine, though, and had a new quest to endure."
Satiya and Husani glanced at each other, thinking of all the incidents that came with finding the tokens.
"After a couple weeks," Khait jumped in, "the Oracle summoned Amisi and me and told us that we needed to return to Kemet, too. Your parents have, well, not been including us in any planning, and I think they are not planning on using the Blade and Shield of Ra-" he gestured to a backpack on his back, "in their assault on Kek."
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Draiks and Angels: Deity
FantasíaBook #2: 25 years have passed since the Revelation. Draiks and Angels live among the humans, mostly in peace. Satiya is the only one whose feathered wings are black. She is pulled across the world by a group of humans who aren't even supposed to hav...