Fast steps, as if she were in a sports marathon, after she had achieved her goal and obtained Abdeljalil without any effort or noticeable struggle. Those glances she throws at him reveal several questions about the fate awaiting him in that sadistic world built on lust and desire—but not the kind one imagines. It is, in fact, a form of spiritual torture. So either picture it or leave it to the subconscious—that's its job.
A soft kiss from Sinyatora drowned Abdeljalil in a sea of desire, adding another curse to his original one, just to torment him. If he doesn't taste death, he will taste Sinyatora's love—and believe me, that is far worse than death. She speaks to him in a seductive yet deadly tone:
"You will be my personal sex toy."
Abdeljalil:
"I don't care, as long as I get to be with you forever."
Sinyatora:
"And you will be..."
Suddenly, just as she was about to exit the palace, Sinyatora heard a familiar voice shouting:
"Look what we have here—the biggest whore in the universe! Still stealing people for sex? You're pathetic."
She shoots him a piercing look filled with deep contempt, as if he were just a pawn in a chess game, and speaks with cruel, racist words:
"Oh, the disgrace of the Arabs and Muslims. The traitor son of the Empire. The second cursed Muslim after Mohammed the Conqueror's vizier, Jaafar bin Rashed."
He walks forward, holding an old Ottoman rifle used by pirates, and says:
"Don't worry, I won't shoot. Besides, he's already been freed. He's now roaming freely in the New World. But you—put Abdeljalil down and crawl back into your filthy hole where you belong."
Sinyatora laughs loudly as she drops Abdeljalil, but due to her magical charm and the power of her kiss, he clings to her leg. She walks forward, dragging him behind.
"Do you really think this gun can kill me, you foolish Muslim?"
"I'm not foolish. I am Suleiman Agha. Do you accept my challenge?"
Sinyatora:
"A fool like you challenging your master's ex-wife?"
Suleiman:
"What? Cyrus..."
Sinyatora:
"Yes, didn't he tell you? He's afraid of me. That's why he sent you to do his dirty work. Don't you know no weapon can kill me?"
Suddenly, Christina jumps from an upper window of one of the palace rooms, attacking with a medium-sized golden dagger and plunging it into Sinyatora's skull. Blood gushes from her mouth as she struggles to speak:
Sinyatora:
"The Dagger of Morpheus... you traitor... I will return..."
Christina, shoving the dagger deeper into her brain, speaks with a sadistic tone, revealing that she has truly transformed from an innocent girl into a merciless human beast. Is there a reason behind this, or is it simply the nature of this kingdom that changes people?
"The only place you're returning to is the vault of the Great Mortos."
She flips her now-red hair and looks at the pitiful state of Abdeljalil, helping him up while hiding love behind a wide smile.
"I'll be your guardian angel, no matter the outcome."
Abdeljalil:
"What happened to you? You've changed. Where is the neighbour who used to bring joy to my heart?"
Christina:
"She vanished, just like her lover did. Don't deny it—we've both become cursed. And honestly, it's better this way."
Abdeljalil:
"Why? I loved your old self. Did Cyrus do this to you?"
Christina:
"If you really loved me, you would've told me back in Denmark. You don't know how it felt, watching you every day just to see your eyes. But I failed to win your heart... That's why I sold my soul to Cyrus."
Abdeljalil:
"It's complicated... I'm not used to love. You know my situation. You know who broke my heart."
Christina:
"I know. And now I'm paying the price for that whore. Welcome to your new world. You and I died in Denmark and were buried there. So good luck with your new love. As for me, I'll return to serve Cyrus—but you'll always be my one and only love."
Abdeljalil:
"Please… don't leave me. I need a friend."
Marsha enters with her soldiers behind her. She's wearing a slightly torn cloak over her left shoulder, with a light wound from the stab. She forcefully pulls Abdeljalil back into the palace, speaking in a calm tone:
Marsha:
"My love, she had her chance and wasted it. Forget it. You need to focus on us now. We have a kingdom to rule."
Everyone enters the palace while Christina looks at it from afar and speaks to Suleiman Agha:
"Suleiman, let's go. It's time to leave."
Suleiman Agha:
"What about him? Are we just leaving him like that?"
Christina:
"Suleiman, don't you trust me? Patience is beautiful. Everything happens in its time."
Later...
Throne of Morpheus.
A human massacre. Countless headless corpses. Most of the kingdom's people are dead in the palace hall. A massive, muscular man stands among the bodies, his back to the gate, staring at Morpheus's corpse with a large sword resting on his shoulder. Marsha enters but quickly retreats without drawing attention, speaking to one of her soldiers in terror:
Marsha:
"Damn... I forgot about him. Soldier, take Abdeljalil and hide him at the Helium Gate."
Soldier:
"Yes, my lady. Come on, Abdeljalil."
Abdeljalil:
"Where to...?"
Soldier:
"Just follow me. Quickly."
Marsha gently opens the throne hall door after ordering the soldiers to remain outside. She calls out in a cheerful tone:
Marsha:
"Uncle Kamura! It's been so long since your last visit."
Kamura turns toward her with a majestic stance and black eyes. He too seems cursed. He speaks:
"Yes... Last time, my brother was on the throne, not hanging on the wall. Let me guess—the cursed captain?"
Marsha:
"How did you know?"
Kamura:
"It's his signature style. He loves making his enemies live in constant fear."
Marsha:
"Anyway, what brings you here? And I don't want to know how they died."
Kamura:
"A new soul has entered this kingdom. An innocent soul. I need to meet him. Also, I'll be taking over the kingdom from my brother."
Marsha, whispering so he wouldn't hear:
"Damn you, Grandfather. Why did you make two Helium Gates? Uncle, I am the queen now... I want you to meet my fiancé."
Kamura:
"Really? Where is he?"
Marsha, in a low voice full of deceit, as if she's planning something sinister:
"I'm sorry, Abdeljalil. The kingdom comes before you. I have no other choice—it's either me or you."
Kamura:
"Where is he?"
Marsha:
"We caught him stealing from us—after we saved him from death."
Kamura:
"What?"
He advances toward her in anger, forcing Marsha to flee, shouting as she runs away:
Marsha:
"He's at the Helium Gate! He stole the Book of Death!"
With a powerful scream, Kamura strikes the floor once, summoning two creatures—each with three heads, four arms, and four legs. They resemble spiders but are much larger. He commands:
"Bring him to me. He's at the Helium Gate!"