Desert Encounter
Chapter 40

The front door of the castle had been catapulted, unceremoniously shattered attracting the attention of the people celebrating inside.

At the head of the line, Emir al Khali. Aziz’s men had great difficulty getting back on their feet because they were already heavily alcoholic.

Even though adrenaline pushed them to take up arms, expelling the screaming half-naked women from their bodies, they were no match for the army that had surrounded them.

Screams of terror echoed everywhere, promiscuous women trying to escape.

The fight was underway, as sharp and violent as lightning, the sheikh eliminated all those who tried to block his way.

The majority of rebels recognizing him tried to flee, no one wanted to face him for fear of suffering his wrath, only the barbarians, those beings without values ​​and principles that Aziz had managed to convince by promising them women and gold, were crazy enough to brandish their sword facing the sheikh.

The Emir’s men entered from all sides killing or neutralizing, men and women as ordered.

With b***d on his hands, Emir noticed a man fleeing towards the heights of the castle, checking that he was not followed.

Aziz and his uncle were nowhere to be found and Naomi was not among his wives either, fortunately but he then feared the worst. So he decided to follow his new prey discreetly, either he led him to his superiors and died or he died.

In both possible cases this man was already a dead man in his eyes.

No one would manage to escape.

He saw him open a door to steal it and at the same moment Emir was to attack last, in his extreme agility he very closely avoided the blade which wanted to cut his carotid artery by stooping, dropping his crown and with his blade secured he pierced the stomach of his opponent who fell dead.

He picked up his crown which he put back in place and walked towards the door that remained open, wondering which of the two he would find there.

Ibrahim had walked for a long time and had almost arrived at his post accompanied by a few men.

– my commander. One of the men present called out to him.

Ibrahim smiled at the idea of ​​being called that, the sheikh had named him when he arrived at the camp and now he was given a heavy task to accomplish but above all he gave himself the obligation to carry it out successfully.

– yes corporal. He said in his solemn tone.

– look over there.

He saw a body lying in the dry grass and drew his weapon followed by his compatriots.

The further they went, the more they realized that it was the body of a woman.

Ibrahim stopped his team with one hand and slowly advanced near the body which he quickly recognized.

With a hasty gesture he knelt down, threw down his weapon and gently lifted it.

Soraya had managed to get out of the castle, and had crawled with all her strength until she was exhausted.

He touched his carotid artery, and his heartbeat was slow, very slow.

– who did this to you? He murmured to himself, his heart seized with strong pain

– Ibra…Ibrahim…

He heard her call

She was still conscious. He took the arrow which he broke to reduce the length then called two of his men

– yes my commander. They said in heart

– take her immediately to the camp to see the head doctor, and say that this is a case of extreme emergency, she is under the protection of the sheikh. Right away. he shouted

The more imposing of the two hastened to carry her in his arms and before leaving, he whispered to her hoping that she would hear

– I’ll be back soon, please fight, fight a little more , fight for me.