บท 411: The Queen

Somewhere in Egypt.

Tang! Tang! Tang!

Loud repeated sounds of metal colliding against something were heard in the air as a group of slave workers could be seen diligently hammering the tool in their hand at a stone wall. 

These people had been working on this seemingly meaningless task for so many days that one could even wonder what their intention was to do such a thing.

Suddenly, their attention was distracted and attracted by a loud sound, a sound that was different than the one their tools made.

CRACK!!

A loud shout of someone resounded through the air. "It's open!! It's finally open! Quick! Someone go and tell the queen about this!!"

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