(This may not be accurate, so I'll probably make a few changes to it over time.)

Ruin.

Only ruins stood around the both of you, the ruins of what was once Egypt, the ruins of what was once the kingdom you ruled over. Your counterattack with the Egyptian Gods had failed, the Forbidden One had fallen, the White Dragon was destroyed, everything failed. The world around you was shrouded in complete darkness, the light of the sun barely visible through the shadows.

Zorc stood before you as he spoke. "Look at the mighty Pharaoh now," he spoke, his voice booming across Egypt, "barely standing beside the ruins of what was once their kingdom." You told him that this was not over, saying that the light of Hope still burnt bright, and as long as it existed he would never prevail.

"Your friends have surrendered to the shadows, your soldiers have deserted you, yet you speak of hope?" He questioned almost mockingly. "They'll be back," you said. "Even in your darkest hour, you refuse to give in. How nauseatingly human of you. Open your eyes, Pharaoh, your reign is over!" You let out a loud "NEVER," soon collapsing to the ground shortly after.

"Centuries ago, you possessed the power to lock me away, however, you seemed to have gotten weak in your old age." He said, now laughing as he charged up a red laser.