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Sarwat Chadda: Ash Mistry and the City of Death

Ash ​Mistry is leading a pretty complicated life. There’s school, his unrequited crush on girl-next-door Gemma… and then there’s the fact that he’s the reincarnation of the great Indian hero Rama, not to mention the small detail that he died last year, and came back as an agent of the goddess of death.

So when the demon servants of the evil Lord Savage come after Gemma in order to get to Ash, you’d think he’d be ready to take them on.

But Lord Savage still has some tricks up his sleeve. And with Gemma out of the picture, the English villain is closer than ever to finding a magical aastra of his own, and the power to rule the world. It’s time for Ash to go up against his enemy once again. Luckily, as the human embodiment of the kali-aastra, Ash can find the weak points in any living thing and kill it. But the key word there is ‘living’. And little does Ash know that Lord Savage has mastered another branch of magic – one which allows him to create whole armies out of… (tovább)

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HarperCollins, London, 2013
320 oldal · ISBN: 000744737X

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Sarwat Chadda: Ash Mistry and the City of Death

Nagyon eseménydús volt ismét, különösen a Lankán, Ravana démonkirály valahavolt palotájában tett látogatás fogott meg. Tök olyan volt, mintha Indiana Jones vette volna át a kis főhős szerepét, ami a varázslatok és csapdák kikerülését illeti. Csak azt nem bírom, hogy a gonoszok megint elpusztíthatatlanok. Jó tudom, van még egy rész, már el is kezdtem…

Itt most a Káli-kultusz sötét oldala kerül a látószögünkbe, érdekes kultikus szokásokkal ismerkedünk. Szerencsére a kis „Orpheusznak” szintén nem sikerült halott szerelmét visszacsődítenie az Alvilágból, mert mint később maga is rájött, sajnos velünk együtt, csak zombiként kaphatta volna vissza. Pár percre… Már a saját utolsó perceire gondolok.


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Savage Jackie, and the remaining four hyena rakshasas clambered through the tunnel, weapons drawn and eyes searching for danger. Next lumbered in the three-metre-tall statue of Shiva, then came the two stone monkeys, one carrying Savage’s trunk on its head, and finally the two gargoyles.

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Parvati’s fingers paused over a history book, one Ash knew well: The Life of Ashoka, a biography of the first emperor of India. The West might have Alexander the Great, but as far as Ash was concerned, no one came close to Ashoka, a violent brigand who’d ended up ruling one of the largest empires of the ancient world, back in the third century BC.

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“Still no seat belts?” Ash asked.
“I have better.” Jimmy pointed to the small shrine in the front. Streams of smoke weaved round a statue of Ganesha, the plump elephant-headed god of travel. Well, if the gods themselves were looking out for them, what could possibly go wrong? Ash just hoped Ganesha paid especially close attention to this particular plane.

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“No. He was a great man. He was an emperor,” said John. “Everyone knows that.”
“Oh, I’m not denying he was great, but there’s only one way to forge an empire, little man,” said Khan. “And that’s by killing absolutely everyone who stands in your way. Genghis Khan told me that, and he should know.” Khan paused. “Or was it Napoleon? Short fellow on a horse. Wore a funny hat.”

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Even the spider-woman scuttled forward and crouched before the demon princess, her mandibles clicking. She looked like Makdi, the spider-woman who’d served Savage back in the Savage Fortress, but while Makdi had been arrogant and cruelly beautiful, this one was spindly and wretched.

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“So who are the Brahmins in the rakshasa world?” said Ash.
“There is, was, a race of serpents, called nagas. Ravana was descended from them, hence Parvati’s cobra heritage.”

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Ash looked around the group. “How many of you are there? There must have been thousands at Ravana’s rebirth. What happened to them? Those that survived, that is.”
Khan pointed up at the sky. “See those stars? Every one of them is a rakshasa soul.”

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“What palace could equal that of Lanka?” said Khan. “The courts of the Moghul emperors were no better than cow sheds compared to the kingdom of her father. Never bothered me, because I’ve always preferred the jungle, but I think Parvati still misses it.”
“What happened to it?”
Khan shrugged. “What else? It was destroyed. If you humans are good at one thing, it’s wiping out civilisations. It’s amazing you’ve lasted this long, given your passion for genocide.”

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Ash came up and sat down beside Parvati at an overgrown, weed-filled fountain somewhere in the heart of the graveyard. Heavenly nymphs – apsaras – forged from bronze, held out empty jugs and cups, their empty nozzles choked with foliage and rust.

Arianrhod P>!

Ash gained a basic understanding of the ten sorceries.
The classical elements, Earth, Air, Fire and Water, accounted for four. Mastery of Air, for example, allowed a sorcerer to fly, communicate with the birds, and, if skilful enough, even control the weather. Then there were the next four sorceries – the humours: Blood, Yellow Bile, Black Bile and Phlegm. Codified back in ancient Mesopotamia, they controlled the mind, body and emotions of all living creatures. Parvati was an expert in a few of those, hence her ability to hypnotise. The final two were Space and Time. A master of Space could teleport, which Ash thought would be pretty amazing. Never late for school ever again. No one could agree if you had to learn them in any order, but all concurred that Time was the most powerful, and the most dangerous.


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