It rose from a fissure in the earth, a melody of seven notes that looped like a lullaby. Alibaba’s magoi stirred against his will. His feet moved before his mind could stop them.
Judar laughed bitterly. “Then what’s your brilliant idea, Prince Charming?” magi ss3
“We ask the Rukh what it wants. And for once, we actually listen.” It rose from a fissure in the earth,
“You freed the lock,” said a voice that was neither male nor female. “Congratulations. You’ve become the third Magi.” Judar laughed bitterly
When Alibaba woke, he was no longer in the dark continent. He was in the great hall of the Kou Empire’s ruined palace. Morgiana knelt beside him, her chains reforged and glowing amber. And standing at the throne—a silhouette he didn’t recognize.
But Judar’s eyes were open. And they were weeping black rukh.