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It's 4,000 long years before Ammet is released from the amphora and several hundred more before he's summoned again. It takes all of his powers of persuasion to earn his new master's trust, but after that, it's all too easy to convince the power-hungry magician to try his hand at necromancy.
When the form of Khaba begins to appear, it's all Ammet can do to keep from crying out and rushing forward. He had spent millennia grieving for his other half, unsure if he would ever see his dear Khaba again. Ammet is pleased to see that the face looks just as it does in his memories.
Ammet's master is dispensed with quickly, but he's only in the Other Place a few minutes before he's brought back, this time without cruel words and restrictions.
The human and the marid whisper one another's names before pulling each other into a tight embrace. There will be time later to exchange stories. To make new plots and take revenge. But for now, it is enough just to hold each other and feel whole for the first time in far too long.