Amun and Ra both entered the palace at the same time.
The darkness swallowed them whole, the unsophisticated sound ringing around them like the deep ocean's surface.
Amun looked up at those faint lights that moved around like fireflies.
Ra raised his hand to touch one of them with a curious look on his face.
"Beware of traps," Amun suddenly said. "Places like this tend to have a lot of them."
Ra slowly lowered his hand with an annoyed look.
"I know that," he spoke before walking inside the Golden Palace.
Amun remained one step behind him, letting his eyes wander around the place.
There was not much to look at other than those lights, which only made the two more curious about them.
"...What really is this place?" Amun mumbled softly. "It feels familiar to me."
"Same," Ra replied without letting his guard down. "...As if I was born here."
Amun nodded his head to indicate that he felt the same.
