Aryaman's eyes locked onto Nalini's, his mind racing with questions. He knew that he had to learn to control Kabir, but he also knew that he couldn't do it alone.
"Nalini, how do I control Kabir?" Aryaman asked, his voice firm.
Nalini's smile was enigmatic. "You must learn to harness his power," she said. "To bend his will to your own."
Aryaman's eyes narrowed, his mind focusing on the task at hand. He knew that it wouldn't be easy, but he also knew that he had to try.
As he stood there, he felt Kabir's presence growing stronger, more powerful. He could feel the dark magic coursing through his veins, tempting him with its power.
Aryaman's eyes flashed with determination. He knew that he couldn't let Kabir's power consume him. He had to learn to control it, to harness it for good.
With a deep breath, Aryaman reached out with his mind, seeking to connect with Kabir's presence. The dark magic surged forward, threatening to overwhelm him.
But Aryaman stood firm, his mind focused on the task at hand. He could feel Kabir's power coursing through him, tempting him with its strength.
And then, in a flash of insight, Aryaman understood. He realized that Kabir's power was not something to be feared, but something to be harnessed.
With a newfound sense of confidence, Aryaman reached out with his mind, seeking to connect with Kabir's presence. The dark magic surged forward, and Aryaman felt his power growing, expanding.
He was no longer just Aryaman, the young boy from Kashi. He was something more, something greater.
He was the master of his own destiny, and the wielder of Kabir's dark magic.