" What have you done, Shula?!" Aladdin cried out as Azam went still.
" I gave him what he sought." The giant made of smokeless fire lowered Azam so Aladdin could see for himself. The man was as rigid as a rock, head thrown back, eyes completely white, and foam forming around his mouth. His once black hair had gone white, and with his bulging veins, it seemed as if he had aged a couple of decades.
" I've poured all my knowledge into his small mind. Pity he wasn't yet ready to embrace the truth beyond." She gave him one single shake to make sure he was out before leaving him to drop to the ground as if he were nothing but an insect. " His mind seems to have broken. Don't worry, he's still alive."
Alive, but...
Aladdin gave a wary, loopsided smile as he looked down at the man convulsing uncontrollably on the ground, just when footsteps could be heard from the tunnel.
