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The Battered Lamp Chapter Thirty-One: The Strength of the Harem
Date: 4/7/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Violence, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com
Fatima asked, walking up, her cheek oozing blood. “I hope you killed him.” Dust swirled at their feet. “Erosion doesn't destroy the earth,” wheezed the old man. “It merely transforms the earth. Eventually, the dust settles and the land is reborn.” Dust roiled down the hallway, undulating almost like flowing water, gathering back together. A figure was rising up out of it, the old man. Christy knew what to do. Her former coven had held Aaliyah with a magic circle. Her staff appeared in her hand, flashing out of the darkness. She folded space, appearing back in Kyle's bedroom. The piece of chalk was right where she left it. “What are you doing?” gaped Fatima when Christy flashed back, bending down to make the first point. She didn't have time to answer. She crawled through the flowing dust, marking the seven points for the circle. Phillipa and Sable joined her. The pair were untouched by the dust, sheltering under their own shield spell. They surrounded the growing Jann, ready to help. Christy completed the circle. Phillipa and Sable powered it. The energy connecting the Jann to the dust was severed. All the flowing dust settled. The Jann screamed inside the circle, his flesh appearing. But he was scrawnier, all bones, his dusky skin hanging off his bones, the majority of his flesh trapped outside the circle. “Let me out!” he howled, slamming his fists against the invisible wall of the circle. “Let me out, pretty girls. I can give you such delights.” Fatima snorted. “I'll ...