Do your worst, O son of Set.

The curse remains upon you." Now Abi shook in the fury of his fear, and answered: "So be it, Star of Amen, having nothing more to dread I will do my worst.

Pharaoh my enemy is dead, and you, his daughter, shall be my wife of your own free will, or since no man will lay a finger upon you, here in this tower you shall starve.

Death is not yet; I shall have my day, it is sworn to me.

Reign with me if you will, or starve without me if you will--I tell you, Daughter of Amen, that I shall have my day." "And I tell you, Son of Set, that after the day comes the long terror of that night which knows no morrow." Then finding no answer, he too turned and went.
When he was gone Neter-Tua stood a while looking down upon the thousands of people gathered in the great square where the battle had been fought, who stared up at her in a deadly silence.