*CHAPTER 7: THE ARMY OF KAEL*
The sky was black.
Hundreds of dark shadows stood behind Kael. They had no faces. They had no eyes. Only black smoke and sharp teeth.
Asabe held Zayd's hand so tight, her fingers were hurting.
"Zayd," she whispered. "There are too many."
Zayd did not look scared. He looked calm. Too calm.
"Stay behind me," he said.
Kael landed on the ground in front of them. His feet did not touch the grass. He was floating.
"Little brother," Kael said, smiling. "You brought your little wife to train? How sweet. But you made a mistake. You brought her to me."
Zayd stepped forward. "Take your army and go. I will not say it again."
Kael laughed. "Or what? You will fight me again? Last time, I almost killed you. This time, I brought friends."
He waved his hand. The shadows moved forward. They made a sound like wind and crying at the same time.
Asabe closed her eyes. She remembered Zayd's words. _Breathe. In... out..._
She opened her eyes. She was not going to hide under a bed this time.
"Zayd," she said. "Let me fight with you."
"No!" Zayd shouted. "It's too dangerous!"
"I'm not a thing!" Asabe said. "I'm not gold! I told you that yesterday. If I run, they will always chase me. I want to fight!"
Zayd looked at her. For a second, he saw something in her eyes. Not fear. Fire.
He nodded slowly. "Okay. Together. Remember the stone. Don't force it. Just feel it."
Kael pointed at them. "Get her! Bring her to me alive! Kill the boy if you have to!"
The shadows flew towards them like a black storm.
Zayd raised his hand. A wall of red fire appeared in front of them. The shadows screamed when they touched it.
But there were too many. Some shadows flew over the fire. Some flew under.
One shadow grabbed Asabe's leg. It was cold. So cold it burned.
"Asabe!" Zayd shouted.
Asabe screamed. But she did not close her eyes. She looked at the shadow.
She thought of the wind. She thought of the stone. She thought of peace.
"Wind," she whispered. "Please help me."
A huge wind came from nowhere. It did not push Asabe. It pushed the shadows. It threw them far away like leaves.
Kael's eyes widened. "What? How is she doing that? She had no training!"
Zayd smiled. "Because she is not fighting with anger. She is fighting with love."
Asabe raised both hands. The wind became stronger. The shadows started disappearing, one by one, like smoke in the wind.
Kael became angry. "Enough!"
He flew towards Asabe, his hand glowing black. He wanted to grab her.
But Zayd flew faster. He stood in front of Asabe and pushed Kael back with fire.
The two brothers fought in the sky. Fire against darkness. Red against black.
Asabe watched from below. She could feel her power growing. She could feel the whole forest listening to her.
She put her hands on the ground. "Please," she said to the earth. "Help us."
The ground shook. Trees moved. Roots came out of the ground and grabbed Kael's shadows. They held them tight.
Kael looked down. His army was gone. All gone.
He looked at Asabe with shock and fear. "You... you are not half-blood. You are..."
He did not finish. Zayd hit him hard in the chest. Kael fell to the ground.
Zayd stood over him. His hand was glowing. He could kill him now. End it all.
"Kill me!" Kael shouted. "Do it! Be like me!"
Zayd looked at his hand. Then he looked at Asabe. Asabe was shaking her head.
"Don't," Asabe said softly. "If you kill him, you will become like him."
Zayd lowered his hand. "Go, Kael. Go and never come back. Next time, I will not stop."
Kael stood up, holding his chest. He looked at Asabe one last time.
"You won today, little sister-in-law. But this is not over. My father is coming. The King of Jinns is coming. And he does not want your tears. He wants your life."
Then he disappeared into black smoke.
Silence.
Asabe ran to Zayd and hugged him. "We did it! We won!"
Zayd hugged her back, but his face was worried. "He said the King is coming. My father. The real King of all Jinns."
Asabe looked up. "Your father? Is he worse than Kael?"
Zayd nodded slowly. "Much worse. Kael wants your power. My father wants to erase you. Because you should not exist."
Asabe felt cold. "What do we do?"
Zayd held her hand. "We keep training. And tomorrow, I will take you to meet someone. Someone who can help us."
"Who?" Asabe asked.
Zayd looked at the sky. "My mother. The woman Kael and my father locked away years ago. The only one who knows how to stop them."