1. The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Five: Servants of the Sultan


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    Mistress.” Zaritha screamed, then pushed Aaliyah off. “I am not your servant!” She stood up, summoning fires to consume Aaliyah's pussy juices smearing her face and neck. Aaliyah saw her opportunity and let herself transform into Dust so she could escape. Zaritha's hand lashed out and seized the dusty whirlwind Aaliyah had become and forced her to be real again. “You will not escape me again. I will not fail like I did last time!” “Last time?” “When I sunk the ship carrying you to the bottom of the Atlantic. You should have just slept at the bottom of the ocean for eternity. You could have had your sweet dreams. But you repaid my mercy by resurfacing. Now you'll face the Marid's wrath!” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ South Hill, WA Fatima paced before the door to the school's main office, a barrier of energy blocking it, thrown up by Burke after Kyle went through. Britney and Fumi were nearby, both so calm and collected. Fatima didn't get it. She itched to be in there and kick the bastard's ass, to help Kyle rescue their mother. “Come on!” she snarled, stabbing Fireheart, her magical yari, into the drywall. The spear's blade sank in an inch before it encountered the barrier. “It encompasses the entirety of the office,” Britney said. “I know that! You don't have to tell me what is obvious!” The purple barrier vanished. “He did it!” Fatima chortled and dashed into the main office, passing the secretary's desk and burst into Burke's office. She stared in horror at the carnage. A ...
    raven cawed, flapping away through the closed window. Kyle lay twitching on the floor, the body of Burke sprawled across him. Kyle's katana, Earthbones, was thrust through Burke's body, the blade stained with the warlock's blood. Fatima's mother lay on the floor farther in the office, her throat cut, blood staining the front of her clothes. “Mommy?” Fatima whispered, her yari falling from her grip. She crossed the room, falling to her knees before Faiza Unmei. She touched her cheek. She was warm. But not as warm as she should be. “Kyle!” Britney snarled behind her. The Rakshasa grunted, a body thumped to the floor. “He is badly wounded. We need the witches.” “What about your mother?” Fumi asked. “She's...” Fatima couldn't bring herself to say it. “She is dead. Fumi, go and fetch Christy. Kyle needs her healing magic. I can smell venom on his wounds.” “I'm sorry, Mommy,” Fatima whispered, brushing a stray lock from her mother's forehead. She leaned down and kissed her forehead. “I wasn't fast enough to save you.” “Aaliyah isn't answering,” Fumi said. “I tried to wish Christy here, but she's not responding.” “Stay with him. I will go fetch them,” Britney growled. “I can run fast.” “What's wrong with Aaliyah?” Fatima asked, pulling her gaze away from her mother's peaceful face. “I don't know,” Fumi answered, stroking Kyle's hair. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Christy let her spell fizzle as the last embers blew away. Zaritha and Aaliyah were gone. Aaliyah! I wish you back by my ...
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