With a gasp Abu Siad was taken into the air in Mike's strong grasp. He did not say a word, but covered his eyes all the way to the mountain top. When they landed, Abu took his hands from his face and was amazed to see his brother before him. He looked around, then began to shake Ali, yelling,
"What is this, some kind of trick you are playing on me just to frighten me into getting your own way? Well, it won't work!"
"That's enough arguing!" Mike told them sternly. "Come over here and sit down. We must talk. the one who speaks for Allah is here to give you wise counsel."
When the three were seated comfortably in a half circle the spirit appeared in the empty space before them. Because of Mike's magical presence, the brothers could both see and hear him well.
"You are a spirit?" Ali asked, amazed. "Why do you show yourself to us and offer us help? There are many other countries in trouble now."
"I have come to show you that Allah has not deserted his children as many now believe. And you, being very important people now, are the best ones to relay that message; if you can settle your differences and not bring war to your land."
"Spirit, what of our current problem? It seems we cannot find a solution, and do not wish to believe either one of us is right. Can you tell us? I believe to modernize our country is good for our people. It would help them in many ways, but my brothers says to do such would be blasphemy against Allah. We should leave everything the way it is because it is His Will, and the best way. Who do you believe is correct? Surely Allah will speak through you now, and tell us His Will."
"I do not care if a man wears robes, or wears a suit, rides a camel or drives a car. What matters is within his heart. If he believes what is good, and does it, and respects the ways of his fathers, that man will see Paradise. This is all that I can tell you. You must make your own decisions and I hope they will be the correct ones."
The spirit vanished. The brothers stood up slowly, thinking about all that had happened, and the spirit's words.
Mike took them back to King Ali's palace, since he noticed it was almost dark. He carried them one by one again, but the journey was easier since both wished to cooperate with him on this flight. When all were safe in the courtyard, Abu was smiling, at last. The King smiled back. They embraced warmly, and each brother kissed the cheeks of the other in the traditional greeting.
"Long live the King!" cried Abu, sincerely.
Realizing this meant their troubles were half over, Ali nodded affirmatively and patted his brother lightly on the back. "And may he always have his brother's wise counsel!"
Mike said good-bye and leapt into the air, following the spirit home. He knew