The sword of Alexander the Great—bestowed by none other than the sun god Ra himself—had accepted Nathan as its new master.For Isis, there could be no other explanation.
Her lips parted slightly, eyes widening as the realization struck her. She simply could not believe what she was witnessing. Nathan—this boy she had thought of as remarkable yet still confined within mortal limits—had been chosen. The divine blade that had once graced the hand of the legendary Alexander now burned with power in his grip.
Her mind reeled. Alexander the Great had stood above all mortals in her eyes, a man whose legend still echoed through history as someone who had transcended the limitations of flesh and bone, a conqueror who had brushed shoulders with the divine and even reached the threshold of demigodhood. Isis had always believed no one, not a single living soul, could rise to such heights again. Nathan, in comparison, had seemed brilliant but ultimately… ordinary. Exceptional, yes—but not that.
