Ghurdan wanted to step forward, but was beaten to Abdul-Shihab by Thorgom. The man was a terrible monster to sell his own children. Even a barbarian like the old Thorgom knew that betraying your children was the biggest form of treachery. If he was able to give away his daughter and smile at her struggle of death, then Thorgom would be delighted to break his little neck. Abdul-Shihab saw the big man walking towards him with his hand patting a throwing axe.
"Go ahead, make a run for it. How far do you think you will get in this crowd?"
They eyes of Abdul-Shihab where streaming with fear and he walked backwards slowly. The people around him did not go out of the way and he was faced with his back to the crowd. No one did anything. Abdul-Shihab begged for help.
"These intruders have not kept their promise, they said they wanted a sacrifice, but this is plain murder."
No one made a move and he felt the heavy foots of Thorgom pounding towards him slowly. Thorgom enjoyed this moment. He took his time. He reached the pathetic man and reached out for him. In a flash a dagger went for the arm. Thorgom pulled back but the blade made a cut wound in his arm. Thorgom's rage was awoken and stirred inside him. He wanted to make the fear get the best of him. With a swift swipe his smashed the dagger out of the hands with the back of the throwing axe.
Abdul-Shihab lunged at him, trying to punch the big man down. Thorgom ducked, grabbed the arm and punched in the side. His side cracked and Thorgom had broken three ribs. He turned the man's arm on his back and pulled up hard. A loud crack came once more and Abdul-Shihab's shoulder was dislocated. He screamed in pain. Thorgom used the back of his throwing axe once more and smashed the Abdul-Shihab on his shin, which resulted in a broken leg.
Thorgom took Abdul-Shihab by his hair, pulled his head back wards and dragged him by his hair to Sevora. He lifted the man by his hair from the ground and nodded at Sevora.
"What are your orders oh Sevora, high priestess of the eye? Will you grant him the same dagger as his daughter?" Thorgom mocked to get Abdul-Shihab driving insane.
To this Sevora laughed. Extending death, and destroying the nerves of the man.
"He is not worth the dagger. Take care of him in you own ehm, special way." Sevora said with a mocking disgusted tone
Thorgom raised the man by his hairs again. He screamed for mercy. Thorgom dropped him and kicked him hard in the stomach. He was thoroughly enjoying. But they were wasting time. He took the man by the neck and dragged him to the altar. All the eyes followed the big man. He placed Abdul-Shihab's on the alter.
"If you only dare to move, I will burn you alive while stab you with a burning torch you got that?" Thorgom said in a terrible voice.
Thorgom took his two-handed axe and went standing behind the man that was crying of pain and fear. His tears dropped in the sand that was still a bit hot. They immediately disappeared, just like his life would in a few moments. Abdul-Shihab was glad that it was going to be quick.
Thorgom raised his axe, but instead in the head, he smashed it with full power in Abdul-Shihab's back. The man screamed to the fullest of his voice and was moving around like a spider that was being pushed to his death slowly. Thorgom took the axe out and left the man bleeding to death. He wiped it clean to the pants of his victim and went back to Sevora with a big smile of satisfaction on his face.
"Order completed as you wished oh high priestess of the eye."
Thorgom went back to the line and joined on Gurdhan's side.
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