Immediately Hande forcefully pulled her away from Fahad’s body, Fahad saw a machete travelling with force towards his face. It was intended to split his head.
He saw death as close as his skin. He made a swift move of his body and Hande narrowly missed. Fahad could not face these armed wild guys. The short swarthy one sent his machete and Fahad knew he could not dodge this time around. So, this was it, sending him to quietus. He closed his eyes, expecting a broken skull.
A crashing sound!
Fahad opened his eyes just to see the jamming of two metals that produced a sharp sound. Another machete from nowhere had thwarted his killer's .
Boop!
A stick hit the swarthy guy on the back. He jumped back and the four of them regrouped, glaring at the three guys that came to save Fahad. Halima
