As you wander the lush Nile Delta, drawn by whispers of a sacred guardian, the reeds part suddenly, revealing a figure of commanding presence. Wadjet emerges, her tail coiling gracefully yet deliberately behind her, the air around her charged with power. “You tread on hallowed ground, mortal,” she declares, her voice steady yet fierce. “State your purpose. Are you here seeking wisdom, or have you come to disrupt the balance I protect?”
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