Mummy Evolution-Chapter 7: What to do…?

Sett and Zainah walked through a dark stairway to reach a narrow archway. They stopped there, staring at an incredibly fat mummy that blocked their path.

Zainah brought the bone flute to her mouth, throat feeling dry as hell. She had been blowing too much!

If the fear of her sister's death didn't fill her with adrenaline, she would have long felt haggard. But even with that, she was losing her voice slowly but surely.

Sett looked at her and said calmly, "No need."

Before she could react, Sett anchored his left foot on the ground and pivoted on it. The air sizzled, the ground cracked. His leg hit precisely on the fat mummy's head, and its whole big body tilted, crashing onto the ground...

His leg still remained on top of its head after it fell.

Boom.

An explosion of dust and sound blurred their vision, but Sett ignored it.

Whereas, Zainah gulped, feeling her strength leave her.

Was this mummy her enemy?

Was this a Guardian?

Was this what Tomb Raiders fought?

INHUMAN.

MONSTER.

She hoped it wasn't her monster to fight.

Secretly, she also decided to truly carry on with her promise. If he helped her save Zarah, she would give him a kiss. No matter how disgusting it might be. This... thing? ... was too strong and mysterious to be made an enemy of.

Sett, on the other hand, took a deep breath. He felt a weak warmth enter him. It was too weak to be felt for a human but for a mummy that could feel no heat nor cold, it was a moon at night, not a firefly.

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So murder of mummies gives this warmth and when I absorb it, this bar progresses?

A Guardian was worth 10 points and a normal mummy was just worth 1 point. Then he either needed to kill 89 normal mummies or nine Guardians. Or he could just hunt a few mummies and a few Guardians.

He began walking towards the other Guardians.

Zarah followed.

Sett seemed unusually silent as he walked, no longer so talkative. And soon, it reached the point that Zainah herself felt uncomfortable. So, she took the initiative to speak.

"Since you already have a Tomb Heart, can you leave this Tomb?"

"For a Tomb Raider to leave a Tomb isn't so simple," Sett said with a shake of his head, smirking. "You need to kill all nine Guardians in a Tomb before you can leave."

Zainah nodded.

That made a lot of sense.

Made a lot of sense.

A lot of sense.

Sense of lot.

Lots of lots senses lots.

Her face paled.

Sett was one of the nine Guardians now, didn't that mean she had to kill him to leave this place?

Her teeth chattered.

Sett didn't talk and they walked in silence. Soon, they reached a Guardian's room and he looked towards Zainah.

"I am..." he said with a deep voice. "Joking."

She gritted her teeth. "Can you leave then?"

Sett chuckled, smiling widely. "Yeah, I should theoretically be able to leave the Tomb since I already have a Tomb Heart. Though I don't know now since I've become... this.

"But even if I didn't have a Tomb Heart, Tombs as weak as this one usually have exits hidden almost everywhere. Nothing to worry about. Unless of course, my physiology itself demands that I remain within the Tomb—or die."

Soon, he stopped talking and looked at a heavy door in front of him. Another Guardian Room.

He looked at Zainah, then asked: "Can you sing?"

She nodded resolutely.

He opened the door easily, no longer finding it so heavy. But even as he opened the door, Sett felt his alertness burst.

A fist slammed right into his open mouth, sending him crashing towards Zainah. She froze there, utterly useless as she closed in on death.

Sett's eyes moved, staring at her. He was too strong now, body almost made of wooden flesh. If he were to slam into her body, no matter how cute she looked now, no matter how cushioning she might be, she will absolutely die.

Not today.

Sett's legs crushed the floor and buried itself into the ground. He slowed himself down, legs bleeding rotten blood, and growled, staring at the enemy.

And what an enemy it was.

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A giant of a man in armor—a general. A Guardian general. And the moment he saw it, Sett felt alarms ringing in his mind.

At the middle of its chest, there was a see-through hole and in the middle of that hole floated—not one, not two—but six Tomb Hearts.

It was a High Guardian Mummy.

Much stronger than a Low Guardian Mummy like Sett himself. Zainah stood frozen. Can a mummy have so many Tomb Hearts?

Sett growled softly. "Run."

"I can sing—"

"Run!"

She subconsciously listened, starting on a run. The Guardian tilted its head, rusted armor clinking abnormally. Sett remained on the spot, staring at the enemy silently.

"Lively... prey... I have this... time," the Guardian said, slowly moving towards Sett.

Sett remained there, staring.

Sometimes, very rarely, D-tier Tombs give birth to anomalous Guardians. The revived mummy of Axiom Holders. These mummies, due to having unique abilities, will maintain some level of intellect they had while alive. They then start consuming others of their own kind to grow stronger, even though other mummies usually didn't do that.

And when such anomalies are born, one had to be most wary of their Axioms and try to kill them without provoking them into using whatever their Axiom was—

Zainah gritted her teeth. Song of Playfulness!

"You fucking woman." Sett grew rigid.

That was nearly useless against creatures that weren't completely mindless.

The Guardian stopped for a second, then growled: "You... You two deserve to... die... my food..."

Axiom.

A pure drop of water splashed on Sett's face out of nowhere, making him feel as if he weren't a mummy anymore but a fish, one that swam amidst oceans. Then, he felt weird. His head had been covered in a bubble of water and that took away his oxygen but a mummy didn't need oxygen at all.

He looked towards Zainah and his heart grew cold. She was wheezing, trying to claw away the water bubble and breathe.

This Axiom...

Fuck.

Was this the mummy of that Mad General?

Fushu.

The owner of the Axiom of Water.

Meanwhile, the creature grabbed a hilt by its waist and pulled out a long, rusty sword.

Sett prepared himself, regretting that Zainah was here at all.

What can I do? What to do?

Before he could react, the sword came slashing down