The room went silent. Sameer dropped his weapon. Blood dripped from his brow into his eyes, mixing with sweat.

The name hit Sameer like a burning beam. Rizwan. The man who had wanted Nargis, who had set their world ablaze when they refused to bow. Now, he held the last thread of Nargis’s family.

“No,” she gripped his wrist. “Together. Agni Pariksha means we both walk through the flames.”

“We walked through the fire,” she said.

He pushed the door open.