The Holy figure of the Hidden One, the sacred Statue of Amen, the sun-god, had disappeared.
The followers of Aton had scored their first success, and that success one of tremendous import!
CHAPTER XII
Enana Calls to His Aid the Gods Justice and Vengeance
The nameless horror that had driven the youthful Unis from his side had no terrors for Enana the Magician.
Enana stood bathed in the palpitating glow of the self-illuminated Book. Slowly he approached his hands to its cover, a cover as white as the sandals of the gods themselves.
The instant Enana’s shriveled fingers came in contact with its radiance, a sudden change came over him. Enana’s face glowed; a circle of light played about his head. His eyes blazed with a light of triumph.
Holding the Magic Book before him, he commenced to sway back and forth, back and forth, like some mystic of the temple about to prophesy.
The aged Magician began to speak, softly at first, but with a flow of words that scarcely waited for breath.