The city's marble minarets and temple domes were emitting black smoke. The dragon-flames of the huge cannon hushed the cries of the hurting human. Delhi has been set on fire seven times. And the inferno won't spare anyone. The wrath of the feared God Nikhaal-bhagvaan, who is sweeping through the Mughal city in a sea of Company legions, falls unavoidably upon the liberation army. Theo Metcalfe, a deranged Laal-Pret, hatches his own evil plan. A self-described Christian crusader plans the unthinkable while a dark dervish unleashes the deadly spell of Tip's crypts. Every soul is poisoned by the third wish of the last Timurid. Mastaan is the only thing that stands between the pillaging garrisons and a brutal genocide. A djinn, a courtesan, a warlord, a dervish, a shaayar, a falcon, and a shaayar. This concludes the terrible story of Delhi in 1857. Deaf ears and a heart that is dark... a promise made to the Djinn; Price of prices, lo! he shall pay, mourning a two-yard coffin...