Chapter Nineteen: Trying to Master the Cool Thing

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"Well?" Rashil yelled at the blonde, morphing out of full djinn equip. "What are you waiting for? You're a kings candidate, aren't you?!" 

Alibaba snapped out of his stupor and nodded. "Right!" As he was about to try equipping again, Entai swept one of his long, fanged trunks across the ground towards them.

Alibaba and Rashil turned tail in the opposite direction as the trunk swung at them.  Mikha jumped over it and landed gracefully on the other side. 

Alibaba and Rashil felt the air swoosh behind them as Entai's trunk swung past. They stopped running, turning back around to face the gigantic beast. Alibaba gripped his sword tighter. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Rashil grit her teeth and stumble slightly. "Rashil," he started. "Is everything okay?" 

She panted. "I think I need to sit down."

"What? Why?"

The brunette pushed up her glasses. "I cut off his gigantic, thick, stubby leg, genius," she snapped, narrowly avoiding another swing from Entai. "That takes a lot out of me!" She looked almost a little sad. "I'm not Sinbad, you know..."

'Whoa...' Alibaba thought. 'So, even someone like her has doubts.'

Rashil schooled her features into a pleasant grin. "You know what this means, right?" They both dodged an attack from Entai. "The baby who hasn't even learned how to parshal djinn equip yet has to stop the big, bad monster," she teased.

Alibaba blushed from embarrassment.

Entai growled.

Rashil stuck her tongue out at him. "Ooh, it's so scary!"

Alibaba's jaw dropped. "DON'T ANTOGONIZE IT."

"Why not?" she chuckled. "You're the one who has to deal with him!" 

Xander quickly transferred himself out of his master's sword, picked her up, and jumped her onto a balcony. 

As they soared through the air, the young brunette couldn't help but think, 'Be safe, Ali-butt-hurt.' 

"Are you all right, Mistress?" Xander asked.

"I will be," she replied. 

They landed on the balcony. The same one on which Abhmad, Markio, and a few guards were watching the battle.

Xander looked at them. "I suggest you gentlemen go inside." The guards gripped their weapons tighter. His gaze sharpened into a glare. "Unless you wish to die?"

Abhmad gasped. "Guards! Banker! We're retreating inside!"

"But, your majesty-" Markio began.

Abhmad tugged his sleeve forcefully. "We're going inside. I'm not losing my kingdom to some freak." 

'Rashil?' Mikha thought to her younger sister. 'Are you okay?'

'I'm fine,' Rashil thought back. 'I just exhausted my magoi a little.'

'Really? If you need me to, I could-'

'No. My magoi will replenish, but you need to help Alibaba.'

Mikha nodded determinedly. 'Right.' She turned to Entai who was relentlessly attacking Alibaba, fury burning in his remaining eye. She cracked her knuckles, cringing a little at the disgusting sound. She took a deep inhale and then let out an earth-shattering screech. A burst of air ripped across the courtyard and pushed Entai into the wall. The yellowed stone cracked at his weight.

"What is the meaning of this?" Entai yelled. 

Mikha extended her arms as if offering herself. "Come at me, demon!" 

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