Visitors!

Set, his expression shrouded in solemnity, reached for a weathered piece of papyrus and deftly tossed it across the expanse of the dimly lit chamber to a figure enshrouded in shadows. The recipient, a god adorned with celestial ornaments, caught it with an air of reverence.

"This details the allocation of your domains," Set announced, his voice echoing off the ancient stone walls of the Yellow Sand Temple.

"You shall also convey this decree to those deities who have yet to grace us with their presence," he commanded, his gaze piercing through the dim light.

"Inform them that within ten days, they must acknowledge the boundaries of Mulan's territory."

"Proceed, take this authority and make it so," Set decreed, his voice a blend of command and an underlying threat.

To the assembled gods, these words resonated with a divine gravity, the most profound they had ever heard.