Because courage isn't the absence of fear. It’s being terrified of a two-ton undead pharaoh and still returning the slab.
He screamed. Ran in a tiny circle. Then, trembling whisker by whisker, he marched past the locusts, past the decaying god, and snatched the slab from the yard. He dragged it toward the road, nails squeaking on stone, while Ramses watched with eyes older than Egypt. courage the cowardly dog ramses
The slab vanished into a waiting sandstorm. Because courage isn't the absence of fear
“Return the slab,” Ramses repeated. The air curdled. The pumpkins in the garden turned to salt. trembling whisker by whisker