Chapter 41: Chapter Set vs Horus extra
While Merlin went to confront Ammit, Horus transformed into his god form and flew in the direction of Set's obelisk to confront Set.
Hathor, Bast, Nephthys and Isis got ready to set up the sealing ritual.
Set, perched atop the obelisk with Ra's spear in hand, spotted Horus ascending with the keen vision of the Eye of Horus. His lips curled into a sneer, and his body transformed into his god form—hulking and menacing. His humanoid frame shifted, growing muscular and armored, with large crimson-black wings unfurling from his back. His jackal-like head glinted with the malice of war as his fiery red eyes locked onto Horus.
Without hesitation, Set took flight, launching himself downward in a jagged, chaotic trajectory toward Horus, who soared upward with effortless grace.
Set wings they remain in a metallic and stiff-like appearance rather than look like feathered wings. This is because he stole the wings, they refused to fully serve him and made his flight awkward. His stolen powers were fighting back, so he slowly losing power and lowering from God king to Greater God level.
Set brandished the Spear of Ra, the weapon radiating dark red energy, and unleashed a barrage of fiery bolts. The sky was illuminated by streaks of molten red, each blast seeking to obliterate Horus. But Horus, the Lord of the Air, moved with unparalleled precision. His wings, gold and silver, sliced through the air, maneuvering him past every bolt with fluid ease. Each dodge was an artful display of aerial supremacy, his movements as natural as the wind itself.
The stark contrast between the two was evident. Horus's flight was effortless and calculated, each beat of his wings a testament to his mastery of the skies. Set's flight, in comparison, was erratic and clumsy, his movements betraying his discomfort in this domain. By choosing to engage Horus in the air, Set had made a grave error, one that would cost him dearly.
Since Set made the fatal mistake of engaging Horus in his own domain, the sky, where Horus reigned supreme, which led to Horus dismantling him with ease unlike their previous battle, which had been on the ground in Set's element.
Set growled in frustration, his eyes narrowing as he relentlessly pursued Horus. But no matter how many times he fired the spear, each bolt missed its mark. One errant blast struck the obelisk below, creating a jagged hole at its base. Horus, seizing the opportunity, dove into the opening with incredible speed. Set followed, his wings slicing through the confined space as he continued his relentless assault.
Inside the obelisk spire tower, Horus ascended at blinding speed, weaving through the narrow passageways as bolts of fire exploded around him. The confined space only seemed to amplify Horus's agility, as he dodged and twisted effortlessly, always staying just out of Set's reach.
Set roared in frustration, firing another blast that narrowly missed Horus and struck the interior wall. The explosion obscured Horus's path, and Set charged upward, his focus singular. But Horus had planned his next move. Using the explosion as cover, he dove through a window, disappearing from Set's view.
Set halted mid-air, scanning the interior of the obelisk with suspicion. His hesitation was his undoing. From outside the obelisk, Horus circled around with breathtaking speed, re-entering through a higher window behind Set. With a feral cry, Horus spear-tackled Set, slamming him into the wall. The impact sent shockwaves through the obelisk as Horus dragged Set's face along the jagged stone, ascending rapidly toward the roof.
With a final, mighty heave, Horus smashed Set through the roof headfirst. The jackal god crashed into the top of the obelisk with devastating force, shards of stone and debris raining down. Before Set could recover, Horus landed above him, his wings flaring with righteous fury.
"Your reign ends here," Horus growled.
With a brutal motion, Horus tore the wings from Set's back, the sound of rending flesh and divine metal echoing through the air. Set screamed in agony, golden ichor spilling from his wounds. Horus, his expression unyielding, hurled Set toward the ground far below.
Set, battered and broken, fired a desperate volley of fiery bolts as he fell. Each one missed its mark, the chaotic shots tearing through the obelisk's structure. The already weakened tower began to crumble, collapsing in on itself as Set hit the ground with a thunderous crash.
The obelisk came down in a monumental cascade of stone and dust, burying Set beneath its weight. When the dust settled, he lay motionless, bleeding golden blood, his body broken and defeated.