On the afternoon of the fifth day Kathlyn was feeding the fire.

The holy men sat in the court at their devotions, which consisted in merely remaining motionless.

Kathlyn returned from the fire to see them rise and flee in terror.

She in turn fled, for the lion stood between her and the sarcophagus! The lion paused, lashing his tail.

The many recent commotions within and without the temple had finally roused his ire.