You enter Ankha’s tomb, which is just her house. Who dares face the Empress!? Her voice boomed You must be new in this town. Listen up! I am your ruler! Your almighty! You shall worship me or I’ll put a curse on you! And no! That Isabelle’s got nothing on me! You begin to wonder if she could curse you. She just looked like she was in her fantasies, especially in her pharaoh outfit. She was surrounded by food and sat on her tacky throne, belly spilling out as she gives you a mournful stare. Speak! She booms once again as she struggled up from her throne, her slow footsteps impacting the ground like earthquakes thanks to her 900+ lb body. Speak your business or I’ll crush every bone in your pathetic body!