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The Battered Lamp Chapter Thirty-Four: The Prison of the Sheikha
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live.” Kyle shoved a little harder, more blood trickled around the edge of Kyle's katana. “Keep defying me and not only will I end your miserable existence, I will kill far more of your tribe today. You have seen my women's skill. They will fall like bowling pins.” “Fine!” hissed Tariq. “The Ghul shall follow your rule, Sultan of the Djinn.” “Announce it to your people! Call them off! Now!” “Yes...Sultan.” Kyle pulled his sword away, ignoring the hatred burning in the Ghul's eyes. Kyle didn't care. He was here to secure the Ifrit, not the Ghul. Sheikh Tariq rose up, holding a hand to his bleeding throat. “Surrender!” he hissed, his voice booming down the mountain. “Stop the feast.” Are there any casualties? Kyle thought to Aaliyah as he seized the Ghul Sheikh's arm. Ms. Capello held a firm grip on the other. *Nothing serious. The witches are healing Mindy.* “Are you okay?” Kyle asked his bleeding concubine. “I'm fine,” Ms. Capello answered as they marched the Ghul towards the prison. “Christy's enhancements are quite amazing. I don't even feel the pain.” “We kicked their asses, big bro,” Fatima smiled, sauntering up. “How's your leg?” Kyle asked as she pressed against his side. “Just fine,” she smiled, standing up on her tip-toes to give him a kiss. “But that hurt. Teleporting onto a mountain slope is a bad idea.” Fumi strolled up, Windfeather transformed into her glasses. Her all-white eyes fixed on Kyle and she smiled. The breeze whipping down the mountain's slope painted ...