Alibaba looked at his hands. Black and white rukh swirled around his fingers in equal measure. Not fallen. Not sacred. Something new.
Alibaba drew his sword—and for the first time, it ignited not with flame, but with starlight. magi ss3
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. Alibaba looked at his hands