Around his neck hung an elaborate collar of gold chains and enough precious stones to buy a private island. But the weirdest thing about him was his bling. The creature’s eyes glowed with a sickly yellow light. I guessed this monster had the same holy perspiration. I remembered Sobek once telling me that his divine sweat created the rivers of the world. His skin glistened blackish green and gushed water that pooled around his feet. He was about forty feet long, as tall as a delivery truck, with a tail so massive and powerful, it overturned cars every time it swished. Whatever the case, on dry land the crocodile looked even scarier than he had in the water. Maybe he just didn’t like poodles and/or honor students. Maybe the petsuchos thought the Toyota was another crocodile, and he was asserting his dominance. Unfortunately, the all-American scene was kind of ruined by the monster, who was busily eating a green Prius hatchback with a bumper sticker that read MY POODLE IS SMARTER THAN YOUR HONOR STUDENT. Ringing the cul-de-sac were half a dozen single-story homes with well-kept front lawns, economy cars in the driveways, mailboxes at the curb, flags hanging above the front porches. Except for the giant crocodile in the middle of the street, the neighborhood could have been Anywhere, USA. We sprinted to the top of the hill, then hopped the fence of somebody’s backyard and ran into a residential cul-de-sac.

How do we kill it?” “I told you-” From above came another scream, followed by a loud CRUNCH, like the sound made by a metal compactor. It was like the mascot of Sobek’s temple, worshipped as a living god. “It’s a Greek word, but the monster is Egyptian. “So this monster, this pet-suck-o or whatever-” “Petsuchos,” I said. ” That didn’t seem to make him feel any better. Percy glanced at the khopesh I’d retrieved from the river, then the wand in my belt. A voice, very deep in my mind, said: Shut up. He stared at me, and I could swear the air between us turned electric. “This monster is a petsuchos-a son of Sobek. Isfret choose mud over sand and this was what came of that decision.“No,” I tried again, halfway up the hill. Isfret went to where Sobek was eating a horse with his sharp teeth while mating with the nubile Queen of the Hyksos. There was little for Isfret to eat in the desert. She wanted to live where the people were. Isfret wanted more to live in the Black land.

Isfret set Sekhmet to kill her sister, Ma'at, and create disorder. Roaming the sands when she came upon Sekhmet where she was raging. Isfret lived in the dry Red Land and in the moan of the wind.

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