treavellergirl - No, they aren't. They are different from the ones being used in the manga. As you may know, the Djiins are taken from the 'Ars Goetia', the 'Lesser Key of Solomon', a set of 72 demons, all ranked from one, which is Baal by the way, till Andromalius. But sometimes I take the demons from the 'Pseudomonarchia Daemonum' because I fear that Ohtaka Shinobu might use them all, so I play it safely. If you google it, you'll find some interesting things about it. It never hurts to broaden your knowledge about the world. :)

voidharpy - You're welcome. And I've corrected the small details, thanks for telling me. And surprise, surprise, if you read the newly updated chapter then you'll be very happy! (Before you say it, don't mention it, I did it with pleasure!). Yeah, Sinbad has a way with people, it's really weird, well, to me it is... I don't know what you think of him. Thank you for your kind words! Enjoy this chapter!

kenegi - Yeah, Sinbad want to create a large army, consisting of strong people. And is that a manga? Or a story from Fanfiction itself?

SmileRen - Of course they will meet each other-May's journey hasn't even started, it's only the beginning. :)

Sinbad's age: 21 years old

Masrur's age: 12 years old

May's age: 11 years old

Morgianas age: 6 years old

IMPORTANT! FROM NOW ON BELETH=13th DJIIN and AMDUSIAS=67th DJIIN! THANK YOU VOIDHARPY FOR YOUR WONDERFUL HELP!

Pride of the Fanalis Clan

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By Angelbloodlover

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~ Confidence comes from discipline and training.

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Robert Kiyosaki

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Chapter 12: Fruitful Training

Time.

It was neither an ally nor enemy.

Neutral.

Consequently, it meant that it didn't favor anyone; everyone was equal to each other and therefore aged equally.

By now, two more years had passed, so, all the years counted together, I would have three. Three full years under Yunan's tutelage, and he really was a good teacher, coach and friend. I hadn't captured another Dungeon, till now I had Beleth, a water Djiin, and Amdusias, a lightning Djiin. However, Yunan had advised me to train the Metal Vessels I had now, instead of capturing another Dungeon. He had been right-what good was a Metal Vessel when the user couldn't use it properly?

Which led us to harsh training, divided between extreme stamina training and equipping my Metal Vessels partially and rising the amount of Magoi until I activated my full-body Djiin equip. However, as a Fanalis I had great stamina and strength, prospered under my daily training with sword and scythe. Although, I favored the scythe more, I couldn't not train my sword skills, I didn't want it to get rusty. Even knowing that I would never become a master at it, I wanted to be highly skilled with a sword, enough to give my enemy a run for his money. So, in general, my Magoi capacity had increased, much to my delight.

As for the Magoi Manipulation, Yunan had told me that I should train under the Yambala Gladiators. And since I had told him that Masrur would be there until his fourteenth year, he had advised me to travel there after three more years, provided that Masrur wouldn't be there of course. But Yunan believed my words and trusted me fully.

Getting back on topic, here I was, in front of another Dungeon, which would become my third one. Yunan had been very serious when he had stated that he would prepare me effectively for the incoming danger in the form of Al-Thamen and many more. He wanted to change me into a strong and capable fighter who would lead the world towards eternal peace and happiness. And I wouldn't let him down, I wouldn't let Morgiana down. I had to give my all to become useful in battle...

...soon, very soon, I'll be able to see you, Morgiana.

Surrounded by giant, looming trees and the sounds of many animals echoing throughout the place, I felt quite at ease and calm. All of them were breathing and pretty much alive, ranking from giant venus flytrap, all itching to get its new meal, to giant birds and moving trees.

Idyllic and overly serene to look at.

However, luck had never been my strongest aspect and I was discovered quite quick. "Shit." If Yunan would have heard that, he'd kill me, well not really killing, more like he would clean my mouth with soap in the old-fashioned way. Taking my magic turban, I jumped on it and smirked when the plants couldn't reach me. "That was easy," I frowned, "...too easy."

My gut feeling told me that it wouldn't be that easy and how right it had been-"Holy shit!" I cursed again when I saw giant birds soaring towards me like rocket launchers and the carnivorous plants growing humongous, their tentacles shooting forward, ready to catch their next meal. Turning my carpet downwards, I evaded a sneaky tentacle, which was about to grab my turban and shred it into pieces. I screamed when two birds were about to sandwich me, and doing a very risky movement, I called the magic turban back, closing the drain on my Magoi off.

Another loud scream tore from my lips when I was falling towards the ground. At least the two birds had clashed against each other and disappeared from my view.

Before I could call my magic turban back to life, another sneaky tentacle had grabbed my leg and pulled me down towards the hungry mouth, the sharp teeth glinting underneath the sun rays.

"This is getting rather annoying." Sheathing my scythe, I slashed through it, and activated my magic turban before I would be captured by another plant. "Sorry guys, but I don't appreciate being eaten." Pushing more Magoi into the red crystal, the magic turban went even faster, avoiding very tentacle perfectly. I had a hazard guess as to what kind of Djiin it would; life Djiin.

Finally, I had reached another entry when all of a sudden chaos came crashing down.

I glared as the man opposite of me smirked maliciously, eyes glinting wickedly.

"Be a good girl and come with me without any trouble."

Snarling, "How about you drop dead, asshole." Resentful viciousness swirled within his devious green eyes and I cradled my poor magic turban closer to me, angry that he had shot a water sphere towards my magic tool, which led to the end of my poor turban. I was beyond pissed, "You have angered me, a mistake you shall be sorry of." Peeking at him through my lashes, I whispered harshly, calling on the power of my Djiin, "Spirit of Honor and Sincerity, I call upon your powers to shield this mortal body of mine, infuse your will within my Magoi and let us blend in perfect harmony! Come forth, Amdusias!" I smirked when I felt the changes that came with the full-body equipment. According to Yunan, a halo in the form of sparkling lightning illuminated my head, the typical third eye appearing on my forehead, animal-like claws instead of human nails and golden-striking hair that resembled lightning. Instead of an ordinary dress, my body was covered by a magical dress that was created from the cloud wisps, really appealing to the human eye. For the finishing touch, in my hand there was a giant, beautifully decorated hammer. Thanks to my Fanalis strength, I could wield this baby perfectly, no problems with heavy weapons or whatnot.

"W-what-?!"

The man was shaking visibly, but didn't retreat and kept a steady hand on his wand. Brave, but oh so stupid. "You're a Blue Magician and I'm a lightning user. Be smart and surrender and I'll let you go."

His face contorted into an ugly sneer, "Like I'd let some measly girl trample on my pride as a magician!"

Rolling my eyes, I informed him of the use of Magic Vessels, "You're a magician therefore you aren't suited to become a Metal Vessel user. Both are using different formulas and it would clash, causing nothing but a loss of Magoi and a throbbing headache."

"Lies! All lies!" He screamed in rage and then, "Sharrar Baraq!" Water took the shape of a dragon, sending it towards me with great speed.

The amount of Magoi he had inserted in his attack had been rather pitiful. Engulfing my hammer with lightning, I swung it with practiced ease, crushing the water dragon. "You still have a chance to go bac-" "Sharrar Merra!" I shook my head when the stubborn man kept fighting and readied myself to shatter whatever he sent me. But to my shock, it wasn't a dragon or any other animal, instead it started to rain.

...no ordinary rain however, acid rain. I could see how the rain melted everything in its path, even eating through the ground, creating holes, which became larger and larger. I growled and grabbed my scythe with my other hand, summoning up a large quantity of water to blast the acid rain away. Getting fed up with the magician, I appeared behind him, using my amplified speed, swinging my hammer towards him.

However, luck hadn't been my strongest forte and somehow the man had disappeared from my sight. Completely.

A powerful blast of water was sent towards me, but thanks to my enhanced hearing I evaded the blast perfectly. "Even without my eyes I will beat that arrogance of yours." Shutting my eyes, I concentrated on my surrounding; I could hear the quiet footsteps from my attacker, and using my lightning ability, I flickered in front of him, smirking, "I don't like to repeat myself, but told you so." With a strong chant, "Spirit of Honor and Sincerity, I command thee, cloak the entity of thy hammer and let my enemies feel thy wrath!" Without feeling an ounce of pity towards the man, the godly, super-powered hammer descended.

"Sharrar!" The magician had summoned a wall of steam as his defense, but it was too late, an his defensive move too weak, especially against an attack from a Metal Vessel user.

Clicking my tongue in disapproval, I whispered, "Water is a conductor, therefore lightning will fly through it, towards the user, which in this case will be you." Lips curling upwards in a sneer, "If you summon you Borg back, my attack will crush you, but if you don't, then my lightning will electrify you. You are stuck." I grinned when his eyes widened considerably, "But I'll be nice, I'll let you off the hook as you back away from the treasure of the Dungeon. In return, I'll let you escape the Dungeon."

"B-but then I would have nothing!"

I shrugged, not even putting one per cent of my strength on my hammer and yet the man was sweating uncontrollably. "You can choose between life or death."

He closed his eyes, probably from the humiliation of being defeated by a little girl, and I could feel that he was about to call his Borg back, so I did the same and deactivated my Djiin equip. "How about we call for a truce?"

He turned his back towards me, his shoulders shaking and I felt pity for this defeated man, "I apologize, but I need this power."

However, these words angered him and he turned back, blazing eyes locked with mine, "I need the money to save my daughter!"

"I-I..."

I was momentarily shocked by the sincerity of his words, and combined with the flow of White Rukh I totally believed him. And since I had a Djiin of Generosity, I couldn't not share some of the treasure with him. I still had a giant stack of treasures. With softened eyes, I spoke up, "How about you fix my magic turban and I'll give fifteen per cent of the treasure?"

Shocked, he blinked his eyes, and finally he smiled, laughing in happiness as he embraced me warmly, repeating, "Thank you! Thank you!"

Here we were, Amro, the water magician, and I, fighting our way through the deadly plants, sneaky trees and human-eating raptors.

Unfortunately, things don't always go the way you want and Amro was captured by a slithering tentacle, about to be digested in the carnivorous plant. "H-Help!" More animals appeared; giant bears and evil-looking mushrooms with glowing red eyes, surrounding us completely. Angry and getting tired from using my Magoi too much, I swung my heavy hammer and crushed everything into a pulp. But no matter how much I killed, more and more appeared. Calling upon my Magoi, I flickered in front of Amro, using my lightning Djiin's magnificent speed and cut through the tentacle.

If I wouldn't finish them off, I'd lose my temper and destroy everything on my path. These animals kept popping out of nowhere, no end in sight.

"Amro, I have a plan, do you have enough Magoi to summon a large quantity of water?!"

He nodded, eyes wide and wand shaking. It was a good thing he didn't drop his wand otherwise he would have been in big trouble-defenseless and weak, an easy target, especially knowing that magicians were more frail than the ordinary humans. "Good! When I say now, you will attack with all you got!"

"Understood!"

Thanks to Amros decent sewing skills, he had stitched my magic turban back to life, using a special case of magic. And for my next attack we needed to get high in the air, away from the ground.

But I couldn't help it, I chuckled-here I was, fighting for my death, with my new ally who was way older than I was, already a father, and I was ordering him around. Ignoring his look of shock and concern, I shouted loudly, "Spirit of Honor and Sincerity, I call upon your powers to shield this mortal body of mine, infuse your will within my Magoi and let us blend in perfect harmony! Come forth, Amdusias!" Body changing into a divine being, I summoned all my Magoi and created a large ball of thundering electricity, bolts sparkling wildly. "Spirit of Honor and Sincerity, grant me thy power to crush my enemies and erase their existence!" The hammer in my hand lit up the entire environment, the eight-pointed star appearing on the head of the hammer. As I gathered all the lightning elements from my surrounding, Amro sent a violent wave towards the enemies, soaking them and even rising the water level.

Good distraction. Having accumulated enough lightning, I finished my chant, "Baraq Al-Laqi!"

Sparkling, cackling lightning lit up the sky even more, to the point where one was forced to shield his eyes. I smirked when a giant lightning dragon shot through my hammer and rocketed towards our soaked enemies. What happened next had been slightly gory and sickening-plants and animals alike let out a dying, pathetic sound and exploded into chunks of green, oozing substances, and a buzzing, blue fire was flickering on the water. Lightning snakes were swimming in the greenish human-made river.

"Now, only the...," When I looked around, there were no scary raptors trying to gobble us both. "..they were probably scared..."

Amro sweat dropped, "You think?"

With another quiet chuckle, we continued our journey towards the treasury room.

After much flying, and dividing the usage of Magoi between Amro and I, we had neared a giant, looming gate with two holes in them in the shape of a hand. I smirked, "Looks like two people are needed for this Dungeon."

Amro laughed quietly, chest vibrating, "So it seems." His eyes crinkled upwards and a gentle smile appeared on his face, "Thank you for letting me come with you. You really have a beautiful personality, May."

"Don't mention it, my friend."

I placed my hand palm in on of the holes, Amro doing the same. At first, nothing happened, but then, an alluring voice resonated throughout the room, "The name I have been bestowed upon is Stolas, the Djiin of Life." Eerie silence enveloped us both and I shivered, having a bad feeling about the incoming sentence, "I shall grant power beyond imagination but in return I want an offering. A life for a life, an eye for an eye. One may live, while the other one would die. Choose wisely, young ones."

Eyes widened horribly, a mortified gasp left my lips. Stunned, I stood there, fingers shaking. Did I just hear the Djiin well? An offering was needed to get through this retched door. "N-no..." I shook my head, not believing it while Amro was still stock-still, realization not really hitting in. "There must be another way!" I screamed at the magic door, but no reply was returned.

Frustrated and scared, I looked at Amro who became very quiet. "A-Amro..?"

"There is no other choice."

"What are you talking about?!" I asked him, fearing that he might say or do something stupid.

Icy water covered his hand and holding it towards his heart, he smiled sadly towards me, "Can you please tell my dear daughter, Safa, who lives near the Reim Empire's Colosseum that I love her very much and help her out with her disease. That's my only wish."

Before he could impale himself, I stopped him, eyes deadly serious, "No. There shall be no killing." I stared at the giant door, grimacing, "You won't need to kill yourself, Amro." How could I let that girl Safa be fatherless? I couldn't punish Amro because he was desperate to collect money to cure his beloved daughter. No, I would not let him kill himself for my sake. This was my mess and I would damn well solve it.

"B-But you c-can't-!"

I shook my head, sending a small charge of electricity towards him, disrupting his nerves. "No, the only one who shall sacrifice herself will be me." No matter how much I wanted to live further, I couldn't let this man kill himself for my sake, I wouldn't be able to shoulder the burden of this treacherous sin.

"Have you made up your mind, young ones?"

Nodding, I took a step forward, calling out, "I, May, from the Fanalis clan, shall sacrifice myself for the life of Amro!" I sliced both of my hand palms and touched the first hole and then the second.

The voice echoed throughout the cave, "Once you have chosen there will be no turning back."

"I accept the consequences fully, Life Djiin."

"Very well."

The giant door opened, but nothing happened, much to my astonishment. Even when I closed my eyes, nothing happened. "Huh? Life Djiin, didn't you require my life?"

Suddenly, a warm feeling glowed within my chest and I felt at ease, "I'm known as Stolas, the Djiin of Sacrifice and Determination, and you May have shown me your beautiful personality. To be able and lay aside your life for a man you have known for less than six hours is truly astonishing. Many have perished within their disgustingly greediness, willing to do anything, but the both of you have chosen to sacrifice yourselves and for this I will let you pass."

Laughter escaped my lips, and with a joyful chuckle, I called the electricity back that danced through Amros veins, picking him up bridal style, much to his embarrassment and walked through the door. Once inside, I whistled at the many treasures lying around.

..and there in the middle of the eight-pointed star was a pillar, and on top of it a golden collar with an emerald embedded in the middle, taking the shape of a palm leaf. The palm leaf was a symbol of sacrifice and purity, which the Life Djiin had said specifically. Amro behind me was looking at the many treasures lying in the room, eyes teary and lips quivering.

"Amro, like promised, you can have fifteen per cent of the treasure in the room. That would be enough to pay for your daughter's medical treatment." Out of the blue, Amro bowed in front of me, crying happily, "Thank you! Thank you very much!" Shaking my head, I helped him up, patting his clothes.

"There is no need for that, my friend. Now, watch as the Djiin appears, it really is beautiful to watch." The moment my fingers touched the ornament, a shimmering, blinding light appeared, and out of it came another beautiful, blue female Djiin. She was wearing a green dress that split open around her chest, showing off her huge cleavage. A crown of palm branches was placed on her head, which held her brown, curly hair in place, olive earrings and a golden choker around her neck, the same as the collar on the pillar. Eyes the color of olives, and lips as red as blood, she took my breath away.

What made her even more dangerous was her choice of weaponry; a long, gleaming chain whip that dripped with a green, mysterious substance. I had a feeling I didn't want to hear what it was used for. "May from the Fanalis clan, I, Stolas, Life Djiin from the thirty-sixth Dungeon shall accept you as my King Vessel."

I smiled, happy.

And Amro was shouting in victory, lifting his fist in the air.

Would you be proud if you saw me now father, mother, Morgiana, Masrur...?

Amdusias' Extreme Magic:

Baraq Al-Laqi=Lightning Destruction

Now this is a rough translation from the Arabic language, so it could be wrong.