Teaser for Chapter 28
Whoever he was, she could make out that this man was important and powerful.
He appeared to be seated on something low, right at the centre of all that uproar - surrounded by a team of hefty men. Yet, his hazy silhouette somehow dominated everything else. And from the fuzzy outlines of his metal head-gear, from the heavy armour chiselled onto his body, it became increasingly obvious that he was an aggressive warrior of some sort!
'God!' a feeble cry escaped her lips, as she anticipated with fresh horror this unidentified enemy that they might be dealing with - an enemy who'd apparently brought even the mighty Khalil to his knees! A ruthless man, who looked like he derived pleasure from the sight of a man's screams!
Not that this young lady had any pity whatsoever for a mass murderer like Khalil - but, she was terribly frightened for herself, and for her folks. Who knew what fate awaited them at the hands of this new unknown conqueror?
All of a sudden, a funny feeling rattled her guts urging Heera to take a couple of steps closer to the tent exit. 'Wait a moment...' she blinked her eyelids a few times - having to frustratingly wait for another dizzy spell to pass, before she could observe him again.
This man, this conqueror - wasn't there something about him? About his profile?
'His profile?' she started fidgeting with the diamond ring, to keep her trembling fingers in check 'B... but... could it be... no... no... God!' she cursed her eyesight for being such a handicap in her life 'If only...'
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