"No!" the god of chaos roared, his red eyes blazing as he summoned all his reality-warping power. "I will not watch order triumph again! Chaos eternal! Disorder forever!"
Set's assault was magnificent in its desperate fury. He rewrote the laws of physics around the solar bark, making gravity flow sideways, making light cast shadows that were brighter than the illumination that created them, making cause and effect loop back on themselves in impossible spirals. For a moment, even Ra's vessel swayed under the assault of pure, undiluted chaos.
But Ra simply turned his falcon head toward the god of disorder, and in his golden eyes was the patience of one who had faced this challenge countless times before. "Set," he spoke, his voice carrying the weight of cosmic disappointment. "My brother in the first days, my enemy in all the days since. Did you think I had forgotten how to deal with your tantrums?"
