Preparation!
The Book of True Name, that ancient tome of unspeakable power, had never foreseen the treachery of Bastet, being betrayed by her.
Surrounded by a moat of blood-red water, a mystical barrier meant to shield it, the Book was confident in its safety. Yet, Bastet, wielding the mighty bronze Ankh, shattered that illusion with ease. The Ankh, like a lance of fate, punctured the venerable pages of the Book of True Name. A rush of pure divine energy surged from the Ankh, sealing the book's arcane secrets within a cocoon of celestial force. Almost mockingly, the blood-red waters recoiled, sucked back into the now subdued tome.
"Why have you betrayed me?" the Book of True Name cried out, its voice echoing with the agony of betrayal.