Zulfikar bin Daud személy

Death is not uncommon to the Ifrit, and violent deaths are more frequent than they should be. However, the Name Giver’s death has more consequences than the death of a common Ifrit soldier. Zulfikar feels detached from the scene, as if he is observing everything through some great distance. Though he did not know the Name Giver well—you cannot really know a pillar in your house—his importance, his wisdom, his grace are all things that Zulfikar aspires to. When such a man has been reduced to ashes, how do you grieve? When the pillar is broken, your house will fall.

“Do you think you can command me to come with you and I will happily oblige?” Fatima Ghazala asks as if genuinely curious.
“Well, actually, yes,” Zulfikar replies. That is generally the way things work in the human world when you are the Emir.
“Is that how they usually do it in Al-Naar? Do men command and women rush to obey?” she asks next, and Zulfikar flushes. He imagines his sisters’ responses to that question and shudders slightly.
“Not quite,” he says, not meeting the new Name Giver’s eyes.
“It doesn’t work that way here either,” Fatima Ghazala says.