Lily: “Something is wrong with Attar?”

Eve: “Pandora says, he suddenly took off, chasing someone, that came out of, the room above ours! By the time she caught up with him, he was just sitting there, in a trance!”

Lily: “Thankfully, he snapped out of it, and they are on their way here!”

Eve: “But what are you two doing here? Shouldn't your caravan, still be, somewhere in the far East?”

The question, was directed, at two, very tall, and very muscular men. Even though, they were wearing, very wide clothes, their build, still resembled, that of a gorilla. Castor & Pollux, had surprised Eve and Lilith, when the two girls, were quietly minding their own business, enjoying a light alcoholic beverage, when locals came to disturb them. The ladies were about to beat the spirits out of them, when the two, big figures of their uncles, appeared behind them, and told the troublemakers, to run.

Castor & Pollux, just like Diana & Artemis, had been together, since before Yin & Yang, rediscovered the nanite code, left from their ancient predecessors. And once the nanites were activated, they only strengthened their bond.

Castor: “The little one, contacted us!”

Lily: “Balaur did? How? Us 3, are together!”

Pollux: “Hi! Hi! Carrier pigeon! He send one, to the city we were staying in, saying you 4 would be here, and that you would need our help.”

Attar: “Did he say, with what?”

Pandora and Attar, had suddenly appeared at their table. Thanks to the sisters telepathy, the 2, didn't need a recap, of the recent conversations. They quickly ordered their drinks.

Pollux: “No. Not really. All, his message said was: “Look closely at the dancer!”. Whatever that means. And, since the most likely place, for a dancer to be, in this town, is here, so, we came straight to this tavern. Now, mind catching us up, on recent events?”

The sisters, quickly told their uncle's of their dilemma. When the men looked at Attar, he somehow, appeared smaller, his eyes distant, while looking at the small stage.

Announcer: “And now! Allow me to introduce, for the last time in our city, the mesmerizing, the talented, most beautiful, Mistress of the Nile! Let's give her, a warm felt goodbye!”

People: “No-o! We want you to stay!”

The music began playing. On the stage, stood a beautiful young woman, with a sun-golden hair, and metallic-silver eyes.

Pandora: “Wow! Attar! She looks just like you!”

Not paying any attention to his surroundings, his gaze, was fixated, on the uniquely Egyptian dance. An old one at that! One passed down through Egyptian nobility and temples. Yet it was being performed here, in this small tavern. As she was dancing, the woman slowly approached their table. Her eyes, locked with his. She leaned forward, and whispered in his ear: “Go home! There's nothing for you here!”. Everyone in the room, was in a trance. However, Attar suddenly snapped out of it, and quickly grabbed her hand. She looked a little surprised.

Attar: “Wait!”

She tried pulling back.

Attar: “Don't go!”

Dancer: “Please let go of me sir! We don't know each other. There's no reason for this.”

Attar: “A?! I guess you are right! Sorry!”

Dancer: “Thank you.”

She quickly finished her dance, took a bow to the audience, and disappeared. While the people were calling out for more, Pollux turned to Attar, who had a tear in his eye.

Pollux: “Are you all right boy?”

Attar: “I don't know. I feel sadness, that isn't my own. While I was holding her hand, it's as if her feelings, were my own, yet not my own. Doesn't make sense.”

Castor: “You were holding her hand? When?”

Attar: “Just now. You saw it. Everyone did!”

Pollux: “No. You didn't. She did come here, but nothing else happened.”

Looking at his hand, the one that had grabbed her, mere minutes ago, Attar realized, something wasn't adding up, with that dancer. He needed to know more. He needed answers, and she was the only one, that was going to give them, to him. He stood up, and went searching for her, outside.