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The Battered Lamp Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Six Shall Be One

... in his eyes. “Rashid promised us safety!” Kyle shouted, ice pumping through his veins. Makerah brandished his bloody fist. “He had a change of heart,” he cackled. The Unbound Marid surged at Kyle like the violent sea. Kyle lashed out his arm, grasping Makerah's wrist. He pivoted, using the Marid's momentum to flip him over his hip. Makerah landed hard on the ground. “Ishtar, defend your servant in her desperate hour of need!” Christy chanted. “That pathetic whore cannot help you!” Kyle's mother shouted, striding at Christy. “You never should have betrayed me! I never forget those who break my oaths!” “Hecate?” Christy gasped. “You're possessing Faiza?” Kyle barely had time to process that. Makerah lashed out with water, striking the young man in the chest. He was thrown off his feet, landing on the pillowed floor. He struggled to get up, but the water clung to him, pinning him to the floor. Makerah rose, flexing his left hand. Kyle's heart beat faster as he struggled against the heavy water. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Khoshilat Maqandeli, The Hidden Realm Fumi adjusted Windfeather, pushing the green glasses up her face. She kept having to stir currents of air through the room to see. The sapphire war room was airtight. No drafts squeezed in to stir the air for her. Her wives and the concubines were painted in green, their faces animated as they discussed plan after plan to save Kyle. Every attack would first have to breach the defenses of Sahabah, and that would leave ...

... the Marid time to go through with their threat to execute Kyle and Christy. What was the point then? Fatima was the most passionate, standing up, slamming her fist on the sapphire table and demanding that they go now and fight their way in. “The Djinn are all slow to act! They are planners! They would never expect our attack to come so swiftly. We could burst through their defenses and reach Kyle before they react!” “Yeah!” Chyna agreed. “It is too risky!” Aaliyah countered. “Rashid is a planner. He has to anticipate this as a possibility. We need some way to bypass the defenses and land inside the prison itself.” “I know where they are keeping him,” Zaritha said. “But it is deep within the palace. Sure, we could assume the form of our essence and fly fast through the corridors, but the moment we are in the palace, the homunculi defenders will activate. They will slow us down.” There has to be a way for us to move through the palace. These Djinn are masters at moving through the spaces between realities. Aaliyah had riddled Kyle's school with that pocket dimension that could be accessed from... Fumi's eyes widened. “...anywhere.” “What was that, Mistress?” Tarah, her Si'lat concubine asked. Tarah's twin, Naila, reached out and touched Fumi's arm. “Aaliyah,” Fumi said, hope beating in her heart. “At Kyle's school, you made it so [that] any door led to a pocket dimension that could be accessed with a special key.” She nodded. “Then let's do it at Sahabah. I wish that there was a ...