A Poisonous Dart

 " Our next destination." The girl told them calmly, the scroll of parchment clutched to her chest as if she feared it might vaporize any moment. Her fears weren't baseless considering how old it looked. It might have crumbled to small segments under her tight clasp.

Ali Baba's jaw fell and his eyebrow arched, trying to make sense of her words. " Hold the horses! Do you mean to tell me that heck of lost city isn't the end of it?!" He clearly was shocked by the revelation. So was Sindbad and Jaber.

Zarqa's sole reaction was a simple shrug. " I told you what I sought was far beyond the lost city. That's what I was told."