Gain of his own

"What do you mean?" Geb's senses sharpened at his words, and he feared what it might mean.

"Oh grandson" Ra walked back to Geb's special seat and made himself comfortable on it. "The mortal is at the verge of self destruction and l am sure she won't survive the surge of will within her".

"Lies!" Geb yelled angrily at him. "What ever game you are playing Ra, it won't work. I calmly advice you stop this and leave now. I feel you have overstayed your welcome".

"If l leave, then get ready to accept the mortals death. But come with me now and make an attempt to save her soul" Ra spoke in a convincing tone.

"Maybe you have chosen to prove deaf Ra" Geb's anger seemed to heighten. "I don't believe any of your words, now leave my abode!".

"How about l prove it to you then, l shall make you see that l speak no lie".