1. The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Fires of the Ifrit


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    nothing Aaliyah could do so she kept fleeing. The Ghul became a cloud of noxious vapors, flowing black behind her. She raced through the tunnel, reaching the larger cave that Zaritha and her had appeared in. There were three branches out of that cave and she had no time to consider which to take. The one to her left seemed to slant up, so she raced to it, her dust whirling fast, hissing and scouring the sapphire as she past. Jowah closed the distance, his noxious fumes seemed to move faster than her. Desperation spurred her to whirl faster as she followed the twist and turns of the tunnel. It rose up and she could only hope that it would take her out of all this sapphire. I will enjoy feasting on you, the foul thing hissed behind her, not words, but currents that vibrated through the air. She forced herself to fly faster as he closed the distance. I need to get back to Kyle! I can't die! He neared, his foul essence reaching tendrils towards her whirlwind. Sunlight was ahead, streaming from a hole in the ceiling of the cave. A tendril of foul vapor wrapped touched her whirling dust, pouring into her essence. Poison burned through her. She coalesced back into her body, falling down on to the hard surface of the cave. The vapors were above her. They contracted into a tight sea of black fog, then Jowah appeared, falling down on her. Up close, she could see half his cheek had been burned away by Zaritha, his gleaming teeth peaking through charred flesh. She struggled to escape, ...
    but it was getting harder to move as his noxious fumes burned through her form. He licked his lips, foul spittle dripping down on her, burning like acid. Aaliyah thrashed with all her strength. But the Ghul's grip was deathly tight. Then the bestial thing lowered his mouth and bit into her neck, tearing at her flesh. Aaliyah screamed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Majlis al-Jinn, Oman Space folded around Kyle. He held onto Fatima and Alexina as Christy used her staff. He was ready to take his wives, concubines, and Britney into the Hidden Realm to rescue his wife. He wasn't going to let the Marids hold onto her for a moment longer. Reality returned and Fatima laughed. “Oh, this feels familiar. We're going to rescue Aaliyah again.” “And we're not going to lose her after this,” Kyle promised. I'll hold onto you this time, Aaliyah. His concubines all let out moans, shuddering as they activated their transformations. They all seemed more beautiful and graceful as they spilled out of the SUV. Kyle climbed out into the blistering heat of the austere desert of Oman. He summoned Earthbones, his katana feeling natural in his hand. The ground beneath his feet seemed alive, whispering to him. There was a wide, yawning space between them, a massive cave. “There is the opening,” Britney said, pointing to a jagged hole in the ground. She had Waterclaw clutched in her hand, her hair standing up on end and faint, dark stripes appearing on her face. She was ready for a fight. Kyle marched ...
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