Mummy Evolution-Chapter 91: Useless

Zarah stuck out her tongue. "Arrogant."

Neither she nor Zainah had a proper frame of reference for how quickly someone should grow stronger. They had no one else to compare Sett to. And Zarah wasn't a useful comparison either—at least Zainah thought Zarah didn't match up to her image of a good Tomb Raider.

But both sisters could feel it.

Sett was advancing at a tremendous pace. And he was becoming more urgent.

Sett tightened his grip around Zainah. Then, he looked towards an opened window where there was barely any fire.

"Zarah, jump to that window. I'll follow with Zainah."

Zarah hesitated, staring at the flames licking the palace walls, then gulped and nodded. Even if she landed on fire, she wouldn't be hurt. She had tested herself against it before. Fire didn't burn her anymore.

She crouched—then leaped.

Too much strength. She had no control. The window blurred past, and a stone wall rushed toward her face.

Before impact, arms caught her midair. A split second later, she was tucked beneath Sett's arm, her head turned toward the opposite side of the palace.

Meanwhile, Sett had also landed perfectly on the windowsill.

He let Zainah down and gave Zarah a light smack on the butt.

"Still can't control that little strength?"

Zarah yelped, clutching her backside, her cheeks burning. "I—!" She huffed. "I haven't really tried… But I'll do it right next time!"

Sett chuckled and set her down on the palace floor.

Then, they began running inside the burning palace. Flames roared as the trio rushed deeper into the palace, weaving between crumbling pillars and shattered statues. The heat warped the air, creating mirage-like distortions as the golden walls cracked under the pressure.

Zainah coughed, covering her nose. "Where are we heading?"

She was the one who had it the worst. Her body was as weak as a normal person and this place was hotter than the desert at noon.

"I want you to see how I do things. Zainah is alright, she will learn to do things naturally at some point. But Zarah is at a severe disadvantage, so I want her to use every chance she gets to learn."

Zainah blinked.

"I am at a disadvantage?" Zarah asked. "In what?"

Sett looked at her as they kept running deeper. "Do you know what others your age are capable of?"

Zarah frowned. Her lips became a thin line. She hated this subject. It always made her feel so inferior.

Unfortunately for her, Sett wouldn't stop just because the subject was uncomfortable.

"When I was your age, I was a Tier 4 Tomb Raider. I used to raid A-tier Tombs—with someone I trust to support me of course—but that alone should make it clear to you. Do you think you'd amount to anything infront of such a person?"

Zarah gulped. "Really, then why are you weaker than that now?"

"..."

Giving the girl's head a smack.

She rubbed her head.

"And that was only one of my skills you little devil," he scolded. "Do you know what else I could do at your age?"

She and Zainah were both curious.

"When I was your age, I used to manage political affairs on an empire scale for homework. I used to train 5 hours a day on routine. And that was my normal. N.O.R.M.A.L." He emphasised. "And I wrote poems and stories that reverberated across millions of readers, meanwhile what did you do?!"

Both of the girls listened with half a heart to mock. It was clear that it was the truth, Sett was not the type who needed to lie to boast.

But even if it was the truth, wasn't he ashamed to tell such things about himself?

Heh, now that's classic Sett for you, both of them thought. Such a narcissist.

Sett, on the other hand, jeered at their dumb expressions. "Don't mention me. I am too good for the two of you at the moment. But even regular noble girls will be able to handle themselves in a philosophical debate, whereas both of you are nearly illiterate."

That made Zarah feel pressure. Indeed, she couldn't even read.

The noble girls in Burrhen usually looked at her as if she were mud.

"You can't even read, so watch what I do. Learn everything. I don't want you to be mediocre, I want you to do better. And at your age, people would already be far ahead of you, so Zarah, you have to work much harder than them to catch up."

Zarah nodded gloomily. "Okay, big bro."

Sett nodded as they turned a corner. He was merciless. His mentors had been merciless when they taught him, and he couldn't be more grateful to them. Now, he had to be just as merciless to others.

"What… about me?" Zainah asked.

Sett rubbed his nose. "For starters, you should awaken the rest of your abilities and master them. Then—"

Suddenly, he came to a halt.

A fight was going on infront of them.

A smirk stretched on Sett's face.

Egrith was here. The Pharaoh was not.

A sound of a tremendous punch echoed and Egrith's body crashed into the wall near them. His eyes were full of emotions, though his face was entirely bloody.

The person who had just punched was hidden, nowhere to be seen.

Egrith was incredibly pissed. Then, he noticed Zainah, Zarah, and Sett.

"So you were in cahoots with the enemies after all!" Egrith shouted, veins throbbing. "The ones who burned the palace were your allies, no wonder their timing was so perfect!"

Zarah frowned. "Dude, what are you even talking about? We are innocents. Grow a brain."

Egrith sneered, standing up, unafraid of death. "The enemies have those Axiom abilities that you all are so proud of. It is clear that they are outsiders just like you."

Just as he said that, a wall broke and a half-naked figure rushed into the room. He was bathed in flames, his muscles rippling. It was an unknown face to Sett.

"Big brother!" Egrith shouted at the new face, pointing at Sett. "This enemy is strong!"

The person turned to look at Sett, a battle crazy grin on his face.

"Strong? Let me see!"

Sett became gloomy.

Another wall broke down from the side and another person appeared, this one tall and mean.

It was a familiar face.

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The Pharaoh.

The trio—Pharaoh and his two sons—exchanged a glance. Then nodded.

"Kill everyone, move together!" The First Prince shouted.

Zainah's face grew pale. Zarah gulped.

What were the people who burned this palace doing, not even keeping one enemy at bay?

Useless.

Sett clenched his fists, his heartbeat quickening.