With Ali Baba's wound properly looked after, Sindbad had the greatest idea of dragging them all to the great bazaar being held during the second night of the festival.
" Isn't it practically a bazaar all day long?" Zarqa pointed.
" It is. But only tonight would they bring out real exclusive goods and deals," Sindbad answered, leading the way enthusiastically, almost skipping in his gait.
" If there was any rare thing that might pop up in a market, it would be here, tonight," Jaber elaborated.
" Rare things like what?" Ali Baba asked, his eyes sweeping through the stalls, only to fall on a withered hand kept in a glass case, and he took a step back instantly.
" Like that." Jaber pointed.
" What's it even used for?" Ali Baba asked as they moved away from it.