Standing beneath that purple sky, before thousands of djinns, my soul was trembling, but I did not let it show. Khairul Nafas stepped down from his throne and approached me. With every step he took, the desert sand surged like molten fire. He laughed mockingly and said, "Emon, scaring us with that light in your hand won't be easy. If the 1600 of us blow together, your tiny soul will blow away like dust."
I replied in a calm voice, "I am not here to scare you; I am here to protect my mentor's legacy. You 1600 who have gathered here today were all bound by an oath to my master. Will you break that sacred oath today?" A murmur spread through the crowd of djinns. Many righteous djinns, who had remained silent until then, lowered their heads. But Khairul Nafas was not one to back down. He drew his magical sword and prepared to attack me. At that exact moment, Abdur Rahman appeared by my side. The brilliance of his radiant face illuminated the surroundings. He said, "Stop, Khairul! This council is not a battlefield. If there are questions about Emon's capability, he must undergo a trial. If he passes, these 1600 djinns will remain his servants for life. But if he fails, his soul will be trapped in our realm forever."
Everyone agreed. I was pointed toward a dark cave. It was said that the anger and greed of each of the 1600 djinns were concentrated inside that cave. I had to pass through that cave without any mantras, using only the strength of my mind. Taking a deep breath, I stepped into the darkness. As soon as I entered, it felt as if thousands of spirits were trying to tear me apart. All sorts of temptations and terrifying screams echoed in my ears. But I did not waver from my goal.