River Split

	I latched on to that memory and made it my own.
	I reached into the Duat and channeled the power of the war god into my body. Rage filled me. I would not be pinned down. I followed the Path of Horus. I would not let a stupid liquid mummy drown me in three feet of water.
	My vision turned red. I screamed, expelling the water from my lungs in one huge blast.
	WHOOOM! The Nile exploded. I collapsed on a field of mud.
	At first I was too tired to do anything but cough. When I managed to stagger to my feet and wipe the silt out of my eyes, I saw that the river had changed its course. It now curved around the ruins of the village.