[Hakuryuu won't live if he stays here. ]
Alibaba doesn't think much further than that, his mind is preoccupied with the sight of his best friend in the black sand and the pain in his body drains away to his chest, where it pulls so tight that he sobs and his bones are rattling in your skin. Hakuryuu, so covered in red, might not live in the long run even if he lives now, for all of his wounds. Alibaba's lips shape his name and his sore throat aches with the vibration. Hakuryuu doesn't answer. The handful of dolls in your arms clunk to the dirt. He thought he was- that he was fine after he finished the battle, thought that he was okay to go scouting for cleanup and damage control, but the blood is roaring in your Alibaba's head and he can't hear anything else, his feet are unsteady.
He moves, weakly at first, and then still weakly, but quicker across the sand dunes, to where Hakuryuu's body is starting to be buried underneath them. The sand covers most of the damage, and Alibaba doesn't care to reveal it. He clutches Hakuryuu close to his body. Hakuryuu's head lolls on his shoulder and tears drip onto his stomach, washing away a few grains of sand. The extra weight makes standing harder.
Alibaba's stomach turns, he exhales and his bones shake, he looks back at into his arms and hauls Hakuryuu away from the battlefield, and probably justice.
He doesn't want to think about that though, he's busy helping his friend.
There's not much of anywhere to go, that's the worst part about it all. If it had been a matter of finding a hiding spot before the battle, Alibaba could have hidden in the blink of an eye, his golden hair could have vanished against the mountainous green backdrop of the Tenzan plateau and he and Hakuryuu's body wouldn't ever be found until they revealed themselves on their own. But now, Alibaba sticks out like an opened treasure chest in this black sand, the mark of a space that's been drained of rukh, something that they all did: Kouen, Sinbad, Muu, himself, everyone, in their fight.
The only thing that's keeping Alibaba from being overcrowded with people who're searching for the number one priority is the distance they put between themselves; searching for the bodies of Hakuryuu's brainwashed people, searching for little matryoshka dolls to make sure that this won't happen again, searching for Hakuryuu himself.
But soon enough, that distance will be closed, they'll all rendezvous and make camp and Hakuryuu's body- Alibaba repositions Hakuryuu over his shoulder and scans the skies again- won't be there.
Alibaba won't be there either, he supposes.
With whatever's left of him scraped close, and his magi to lend him strength, Alibaba summons Amon.