Ahmad’s eyes were wide with the abrupt departure of his pain. “You are indeed powerful, O Jafar,” he said, his voice brimming with youth and energy. “More than ever I’m glad we’re traveling with a wizard as a companion.”
Ahmad stood up and tested the leg. He winced slightly as he said, “There are a few mild twinges, but it’s easily bearable.”
“The bone must have gotten chipped,” Cari whispered in Jafar’s ear. “There’s nothing I can do to cure that.”
Meanwhile, Jafar’s attention was demanded elsewhere. “There are others of my men also wounded,” said Princess Rida. “Could I beseech you, O wizard, to heal their wounds as well?”
“I can manage a few, but not too many,” Cari whispered in her master’s ear.
“My powers are low after the fight with Kharouf,” Jafar said aloud, “but I think I can
