This was a C-tier Tomb.
And C-Tier Tombs, at most, had Tier 2 Guardians!
Unlike A-tier Tombs like the Kemet Tomb, they were not so hard or complex. If you were strong enough, you could just steamroll through it.
"All of you, destroy! Grow stronger or die trying!"
The Tomb Slaves rushed into his surroundings with him as the center.
Shining Gold, Shining White, Shining Silver, Shining Black—all moved like phantoms across the solitary island atop the sea.
Meanwhile, the Kemet Soldiers—the weakest in Sett's army—dove into the waters, clashing with the horrors lurking beneath. They weren't afraid of drowning. They were Crypt Walkers, able to breathe underwater, move like specters, and fight relentlessly.
Sett watched from atop Lord Burrhen, now both Zainah and Zarah flanking his two sides. In a Tomb, it was not safe for them to be away from him, if they were close, he could protect them.
"Big bro, the ones you sent into the sea are being killed!" Zarah said in alarm.
