speaks for Allah, the dark spirit mentioned in his holy words, to deliver you from evil! King Ali Siad, come forth!"
Everyone outside stopped in their tracks and stared upward into the setting sun, straining to see the mysterious visitor with hand-shaded eyes. Mike was glad his costume was long, and hid his sneakers! They would certainly have spoiled the whole authentic effect! He couldn't believe how his voice echoed from the castle walls, making the scene doubly eerie.Some of the palace guards rushed inside to tell their King, and he hurried to see what all the commotion was about. A spirit wanting to see him? How was it possible? It must be some kind of a joke!
"Here is our king, Ali Siad, to see you!" called out one of the trembling guards. The king shook when he saw the air borne stranger land a couple of feet before him. He pulled his gun from its holster and aimed it at Mike. He ordered the guards to stay back, but to stand by in case of violence.
"I must take you with me to help bring peace to this land!" Mike explained, "You must put down your weapon!"
The king would not obey. Mike was told by the spirit to draw his sword and when he did so, the king stepped forward with his gun, ready to fire. Instantly a beam of heat, red like fire, leapt from the sword blade! It struck the gun and knocked it from Ali's hand! Mike seemed more startled than the king, but managed to put the sword away as soon as he found it wasn't hot, and took advantage of the moment.
"You will come with me," Mike told him, "and not be afraid, because you will come to no harm. I
will bring you back soon. I have come to help you assure peace."
  He rushed forward to seize the other man and the pair became air borne. The people in the courtyard could only watch them go in shocked concern.
The King could speak English, but just kept stammering and covered his eyes. Mike was afraid his passenger would become airsick, so he sped to a faraway mountain, sitting the king down on a grassy ledge near the top. The scenery there was beautiful, and it wasn't a cold climate.
"Stay here and in a while I will return. Do as I say!" Mike ordered.
Mike followed the spirit again, this time to the army campground of Abu Siad. Mike called out the same orders here, but Abu Siad was very stubborn. He remained sitting in his tent.
"Tell him to go away!" the rather large brother cried to the guards. "I am busy!"
At last Mike was told to fly down and challenge the guards to let him pass. When he swooped down to land, however, they brandished machine guns and looked fierce, indeed. They moved forward and tried to shoot him, but he quickly became transparent, the bullets passing directly through him. The guards stood paralyzed with shock, then one turned and ran away, screaming. Mike had free entry to Abu's tent. He walked easily passed the remaining guards to confront him in the doorway. He had come out to see what caused the commotion, and had witnessed the end of the shooting, and, its results.
"I believe you ARE for peace!" he said, reverently.