" You're on your own."
It was a swift motion, as if he were peeling a mask off her face, didn't even take more than a second.
The moment he stepped past her, the girl dropped to her knees, her blue skin flaking away and her veil fluttering down to the ground.
The three thugs turned around when they heard a thud, only to see the man standing by the girl's limp body on the ground.
" You! What are you doing!" Nabih cried out.
The man turned around with a tight smile, and all three of them all but dropped to their knees, a cold sweat running down their faces, not even daring to raise their eyes from the ground. " Forgive us…" Samed began with a shaking voice. " Great Sorcerer… we didn't expect to run into you again..."
The man seemed pleased with their reaction, and he raised his hood slightly to peer down at them. " It just happened that what I'm looking for was right with you."
" You mean… the Jinn?" Nabih ventured.
