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

... stared down at her mother's corpse. “Fatima! Your fire! Now!” “What?” the young girl asked, prying her eyes up. “Summon your fire and give me its power or Kyle will die!” Life seemed to spark in Fatima's eyes. She held her hand out and her spear burst into flames. Fatima directed the fire, and the energy rushed into Christy's body, pure and hot. She poured that purity into Kyle's body, sending the flames into every part of his body, eradicating the venom. She almost collapsed when she released the spell. Kyle's eyes opened. “Kyle!” Fatima shrieked, hugging her brother with a fierce passion. Then Fumi was wrapping her arms around the pair of them. Christy smiled in relief, standing up on wobbly knees. “You saved him! Thank you, Christy!” “Yeah,” Christy nodded. She wanted to hug Kyle, but she needed to grab something. “I'll be right back.” She headed back to the hallway, her heart beating for joy, and picked up the black staff. It hummed with power. An artifact, like Kyle's sword, but it didn't command an element. It commanded an abstract—darkness. Shadowedge... The words appeared in her mind, rising out of the darkness. Christy looked at the corpse of the man who had taken Faiza through a portal of darkness. “You used Shadowedge to teleport.” She could almost feel how to teleport, the staff almost whispering to her, and she reached out to the darkness present everywhere, merely hidden by the light. She opened herself out, letting her aura touch the darkness and opened up a ...

... hole. She stepped through it, her body folding and compressing, then she appeared at the other end of the hallway. “How useful,” she smiled. “What are you doing, Christy?” Fatima yelled. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “We are going to have to flee,” Britney stated. “What?” Kyle whispered, sitting up. Christy stepped into the room, clutching the staff the other man had been wielding. She knelt down next to Fumi, putting her arms around them. Where's Aaliyah? “The police know we are responsible for killing several of them,” Britney answered. “With Burke dead, it will only be a matter of time before the cops arrive here. We must be away. Flee the country.” “Fine,” Kyle groaned. “Where's Aaliyah?” “Zaritha took her,” Christy whispered. He blinked. “What?” “That bitch!” snarled Fatima. “When Burke died, Zaritha attacked Aaliyah, then the pair disappeared in fire.” Kyle's heart sunk. “She must be one of the servants of the Marids. Fuck!” “And she's not answering us,” Fumi added. “Zaritha must know some way to stop her powers.” Kyle refused to think of the alternative. “She must have taken Aaliyah to the Genie world.” Kyle grabbed his sword, ripping it out of Burke's body as he stood up. “That's where we were always heading for. Why wait.” “How?” Christy asked. “You don't know?” She shook her head. “Britney?” “I know of no way to enter the Unseen Realm.” The certainty Kyle had felt for a moment fled him. His eyes turned to his mother's corpse. A black feather lay on her chest. He ...