He had hoped to reach the Lost Temple long before sunset, but the journey was unexpectedly arduous. The sun was already very low, coloring the desert in a steadily darkening golden light that would soon take on the color of blood. But the blood of the sun would not be the only one to drench the sand before its last rays were extinguished and the desert was engulfed by the darkness of night. He, Anhur-Ka-Re, had come to challenge and defeat the Great Scaled Demon, the Scourge of the Desert. He would prevail or perish in the presence of his ancestors and gods. He, Anhur-Ka-Re, had come to claim his inheritance. When the Great Scaled Demon burst forth from the sands and immediately unleashed his destructive breath upon him, he was prepared and raised his mighty shield to defy the violence of the elements. His feet dug into the sand as he gripped his spear tighter and advanced. --- Rendered in Iray with DAZ 4.14. Postwork in Photoshop.