?? El Malek El Ahmar – The Fire King


    Looks like: If lava and rage had a baby.


    Specialty: Summoning giant flames that could grill a whole lamb.


    Personality: Angry. Always. (Might need therapy.)


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    ?? Set El Hosn – Bint Iblees


    Looks like: The kind of woman you’d see in a dream and wake up with a fever.


    Specialty: Dark magic, illusions, and probably breaking hearts.


    Personality: Elegant, terrifying, and definitely plotting something evil.


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    The air grew heavy with tension. Bint Iblees’ fiery eyes glowed in the darkness as she hissed, "Your time is up, old man!"


    El Malek El Ahmar raised his hands, summoning wild flames that danced in the air, illuminating his sinister grin.


    And Set El Hosn? She simply smirked, her beauty deceptive, her power terrifying.


    And just like that… war broke loose.


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    ?? El Maddah unleashed a golden surge of energy, colliding against El Malek El Ahmar’s flames.


    ?? The desert trembled, rocks shattered, and the sky turned blood-red.


    ?? Bint Iblees weaved through the chaos, striking with shadows, only to be countered by El Maddah’s light.


    ?? Set El Hosn moved like a phantom, whispering incantations that bent reality itself.


    And me? I stood there, frozen, wrapped in my blanket like a terrified burrito.


    "Ya Rab… what have I gotten myself into?"


    I didn’t know whether to run, hide, or start reciting every dua I ever learned.


    The desert had turned into a battlefield of legends—and I was caught in the middle.


    The battle raged on, shaking the very desert beneath my feet. Sandstorms twisted in the air, fire clashed against light, and the sound of unseen forces colliding filled the night. And then—it happened.


    ?? Set El Hosn fell.


    El Maddah’s power struck her, and for a moment, she collapsed, her body hitting the ground like a fallen star. I almost felt sorry for her. Almost.


    But then—she started rising.


    Higher… and higher… until she hovered in the sky like she had just unlocked creative mode.


    "Wait a second… didn’t she just FALL?!" I thought.


    Oh. Right. I forgot. They’re not exactly from this world… falling doesn’t count.


    Seeing his ally literally ascend, El Malek El Ahmar clenched his fists, his flames burning wilder than ever. "Enough!" he roared. "You will regret this, Maddah! My army shall rise!"