Magi Ss3 -

“Don’t.” A hand grabbed his wrist. Cold. Thin.

Alibaba stood. He looked at Morgiana. She nodded once. magi ss3

It was the boy from the fissure. But now his eyes weren’t cracked glass—they were mirrors. And in them, Alibaba saw every future he could have lived, and every one he never would. “Don’t

Alibaba stepped forward. “I’m not running. Not from you. Not from this.” magi ss3

“Sinbad.”

Alibaba pulled his arm free. “I’ve already died once. What’s one more?”