Set raised his gaze, his eyes sweeping across the vast expanse of ice that stretched before him, its surface reflecting the hue of yellow sand. What was typically associated with dryness and heat now exuded a piercing cold, were soon changed by Ra's divine influence, which was gradually reclaiming its power and warmth.
As excitement surged among the gods, an air of mystery cloaked the proceedings, a mystery rooted in the actions of the god Ra, which, out of respect or perhaps fear, none dared to question openly. In the celestial court, Set, the god of chaos and storms, deliberated his words with precision. His aim was clear: to orchestrate a war that would swell the ranks of his followers, but the undercurrents of deceit he sensed from Ra troubled him deeply.