"Then we get ready," Sameer said, gripping the air where Zaryab’s shoulder would be. "Together."
Sameer looked toward the corner where Zaryab usually manifested—a tall, hazy silhouette with eyes like burning embers. Since they were infants, Zaryab had been Sameer’s silent protector. He had diverted falling bricks, whispered answers to impossible exams, and kept the bullies in the neighborhood shivering in unexplainable fear. But Zaryab had paid a price; he was no longer a warrior of his kind. He had become "humanized." jinnat ka pedaishi dost part 2
A long pause. Then, in a whisper that felt like burning: "Then we get ready," Sameer said, gripping the