VenomThe voices of the Ronin seemed to echo inside Sekhmet's head as he limped across the barren lands of the Nether Realm, in retreat, as usual from the cursed brats they had sworn to destroy.Venom by hyenacub
"You call that a face?"
" your power isn't just overwhelming body odor !"
Sekhmet winced visibly at this denigration of his venom, then looked around quickly to make sure the others had not seen. But they were as exhausted and as dispirited as he; they had failed their master again, and would pay the price.
Their failure, though humiliating, was not the worstnot for Sekhmetit was the words that brought back all the old memories: being feared and hated in the villages, being taunted jeered at. Even now, centuries later, they stung as if it were yesterday. And no matter how hard he tried to drive them away, they came nonetheless .
He smelled the forest around him, saw twilight filtering through the leaves.