The final war

[manche]

I am glad that it is interesting for you and i hope that you will be satisfied with the next parts.

I am planning even more familiar faces here because as i mentioned a lot of survivors from the destroyed islands who were able to escape joined towards Basra or Bagdad but more for Bagdad because it is the bigger city. If you want to know more, i mentioned that we will meet with Velda but also with Turhan, Tetsu, Khalel and the next known characters. Some of them will have more important role in the plot, some of them less important role, but the crew will need their help, because only together they can win this war.

I can promise that the action is only one part of my story, there will be the room for relationships, friendship and similar things.

I have the plan which give the people the advantage to defeat the evil, the key roles in gaining of this advantage will have our magicians: Dim Dym, Maeve and Bryn (but it will be very dangerous for them) but after that all these people must use this advantage and defeat the evil. I also mentioned that a few smaller islands are still fighting on their own, there our enemies use their human followers, for example our cruel pirates so the magic is not the only opponent which our heroes must defeat.

I can soothe you in terms of Omar, he is not dead, together with Belkor and the next men was saved from this island and after healing his wounds he will be active in the fight. I am not decided in the case of Albetta and the rest of soldiers from Basra definitely, i like his character quite and i thought that he would be killed during the fight at first, but it did not like this idea later so i created the idea that he was captured during the fight and Turock wants to execute him and the rest of soldiers. I am not sure if i should create a scene where somebody saves them but i am afraid of that it would be quite violent twist. He and the rest of men can die now as the memorable heroes who were willing to sacrifice their own lives for the protection of innocent people. I will be thinking about it for some time.

I thought that i would include the story about Rongar into my script until this time i only mentioned that Ali Rashid was overthrown (in a different way then he was defeated in the tv series because i want to exclude the new character of Sinbad from my story) but i am sure that after the Rongar's return from the another realm i will create more about this issue and i maybe bring the character of Zora also.

[Doubar]

Oh, I'm sure the next parts will be just as interesting.

And yay for even more familiar faces showing up. I always love it when AoS authors draw connections to the show and bring back old allies and/or foes.
Also, the thought of everyone having to work together in order to win this war is a really nice one and fits so very well with the spirit of the show.

Plus, yay, Omar's alive! I hear you on Albetta though. I, too, would actually be sad to see him be one of the victims. And the execution... it seems a bit violent and dark for a show like AoS but then again I feel like you're transporting it to a new level anyway, simply with writing about such a big war that endangers not only Basra but Baghdad, too. So, unless you go all graphic about it it still matches with the bigger picture and the gravity of the situation. However, being the S1 fan that I am, of course I'll be just as happy if you decide to come up with a cunning plan to safe those are about to lose their lives.

Oh, and right. You mentioned it, that you would only take bits and pieces from S2. That makes sense then, especially should you not bring Zora in. And even if you do, she could have been in hiding or something. Maybe Nesthar even only appeared as the ruler so that Zora as the rightful Queen she is would be safe? Just a thought so, but I could totally see that happen.

[manche]

I got the idea how i could resolve this situation, i will write it later and i will look which impression i will have about it after that

But it is the fact that i did not like the idea of Albetta being killed such a way if i really wanted to kill him i could have done it during the last fight and it is the fact that the most of defenders of Basra were killed during this fight, only a few survived it, so i could do something for their rescue

[manche]

Well, i created the ending of this situation, so i am curious of your reaction

All people were already gathered in the square. Even Caipra was there but according the Rumina’s request she was specially guarded by two skeletons and one fire fighter. Rumina wanted more than this, she wanted to gain the Hand of glory which should prevent anyone in the usage of spell. Unlike her father and Scratch who considered Caipra to be a very weak old witch she knew that her magic is quite strong. But her allies were against this, they were convinced that this security measure is sufficient. Rumina disagreed with them but she was youngest from them and they enforced their will against her. It was the reason why she was in a certain distance by the execution’s log and she wanted to have her on her own eyes for every case. The five remaining prisoners were guiding towards the log where Turock, Scratch, their executioner (one of the Scratch’s fire fighters) and a few next soldiers were waiting. Some of the relatives of these prisoners were in the crowd and they were watching the scene in horror.

“Do you have some last words for us?” asked Turock with the evil smile. Nobody answered. “Well, we can take the first man. You are lucky one.” told Scratch the nearest soldier. Two skeletons grabbed him and pushed him towards the chopping block. “My new slavers, you have the opportunity to watch what happen anyone who tries to fight with us. You can consider these men to be the biggest fools in the world.” proclaimed Turock towards the crowd and he turned back to the prisoners. The fire fighter held out his sword but the action was interrupted the screaming from the crowd. Turock turned back and he saw that all guards of Caipra are on the ground and that Caipra was fighting with Rumina and that her spell was also striking down Rumina on the earth slowly. “What do you think that you are doing, the old crone!” shouted Turock angrily and he sent against her his own spell. Caipra fell to the ground like a puppet without strings. She knew that her spell is not strong enough for winning but she wanted to give these soldiers a certain chance for surviving. They understood it and they used the moment when everyone was staring at the situation here. Albetta and two next soldiers attacked three Turock‘s skeletons and they gained their swords and they attacked the rest of people by the execution‘s log. Turock quickly realized what happened and he turned back to the prisoners when he felt the sudden pain in his left shoulder. Albetta hit him by the sword he wanted to continue but he saw that Turock prepares for the usage of the spell and he quickly jumped aside. The second two men attacked Scratch and the executioner but they were not able to hurt them. Scratch flung the attacker a short distance away and the executioner stabbed the attacker by his sword and he was immediately dead. The man who was kneeling by the execution’s log tried to get up from the ground but one of the skeletons knocked him to the ground again. The last man used the chaos and he got a few steps away from the execution’s log. Albetta and his two men were together a few meters from the log but Albetta was the only man with the sword in his hand. “You will end as the food for dogs” shouted Turock. “Chop these dogs into small pieces.” All Turock’s and Scratch’s servants from the different corners of the square started to surround these three brave men. They stayed there with the determination in their eyes, prepared to fight with them only with bare hands. And suddenly strange grey fog appeared around them and they were not seen in it. Turock was amazed for one second but he quickly recognized who is behind this. He turned back to Caipra who was still lying on the ground but she was awake and she was muttering something. He sent the next spell against her but it was too late, the fog disappeared and these men were gone.

He hurried towards her angrily and he screamed: “Where are they, you old woman?!” “They are safe for some time before you, Turock. Did you have the different imagination about this famous event, did not you?” said Caipra with the repressed laughter. Rumina started to rise from the ground. “You gave me the next reason to kill you, the old crone! I did not forget to our last meeting. You will be regreting that you ever crossed our paths, you old hag.” She pulled her sword but Turock stopped her. “You have the luck that we have the reason to keep you alive. But I assure you that if you try something similar again you will die a very painful way. And you were right, Rumina. I must apologize to you, my dear.” He turned back to the execution’s log and he ordered to prepare the noose for hanging the second remaining Albetta’s man. “We will gain the hand of glory with his help. And you will be unable to use your magic against us." “You were supposed to listen to me more, the father. And we could avoid this situation completely.” said Rumina reproachfully. “And you were supposed to be more careful if you had this suspicion. If you watched her instead of the execution, you would have been able to react faster. Your desire after blood was stronger that your caution." "I think that it is no sense in finding the culprit of this situation.” joined Scratch towards their conversation. “Guards! Take these people to the prison and guard them carefully. Especially her. And tie her tightly without the chance to move or speak for her.” His servants started to carry out his instructions and the square started to empty. Turock only hardly hid his anger above the unpleasant ending of his big day. "I bet all my remaining time that this small action spoiled your famous victory here." was smiling him the second Albetta's man Conlin. He realised that his life is near the end but he saw this as the sign that this evil is not omnipotent and someone will be able to defeat it successfully. It was only the accident for which he was separated by the rest of the group and Caipra's spell could not help him also. He was prepared to die with the hope in his soul. "I can die with the smile on my face because i know that you will not be on this world alive too long, you damn sorcerer."

[Doubar]

Yayyyyy, Caipra saved the day. Awesome!

And thus Albetta and some of his men escape. Brilliant. I am sorry for Conlin though, but you kinda eased the pain over his impending death with showing that at least he dies knowing that not all is lost. And that again is very AoS-ish.

And once more you bring back an element from the show - the Hand of Glory. As you already know, I really like it how you incorporate so many people and things from both seasons.

Well done with solving the situation. I really am happy about the result.

[manche]

Three men from five, it is not so bad. I think that it was the good compromise: Basra is under the control of Turock and others, some defenders died, some were able to escape and they can join to the fight with evil again. When i saved Albetta and his men i am sure that they will appear in my story again.

I had some doubts about this change in my story but now i think that it is quite important scene: it shows that there still exist people (not only the crew alone) who do not want to give up and they are ready to fight and that they are also the threat for our bad guys (the Caipra's magic was succesful against the Rumina's magic, Albetta was able to hurt Turock) and that despite all successes of evil the good still has the chance.

Yes, the hand of glory was used against Bryn in the second season (in the episode Heart and soul I think), maybe i could use it later against the bad guys also. But it is only the momentary idea now, I will see later

[Doubar]

Oct 6, 2013 5:49:25 GMT -5 manche said:

I have some doubts about this change in my story but now i think that it is quite important scene: it shows that there still exist people (not only the crew alone) who do not want to give up and they are ready to fight

Exactly! And that makes the story even more detailed and enthralling.

[manche]

The next piece of my story:

All people in Bagdad joined to the work, with the exception of the guards who protected the edges of the city. It was necessary to work quickly, despite the fact that the night was very close. Bryn immediately started to use her spells against the evil. She found a few most useful spells in her books and she started with it. She used the magic fire whose power should protect all good people and should burn the skeletons or human followers of the enemies. It was invisible it appeared only in the moments when someone bad was in the close proximity to the fire. The different spell was prepared for Scratch’s fire fighters. Bryn knew that these warriors are the people from the Scratch’s realm who were affected by the hell fire, which give them their power. Without this fire they were only mortals from the Scratch’s realm who did not have any own will or intelligence, their suffering affected them forever, they were like machines which needed this hell fire for their working. This spell was able to recognize them and when one of them was in the close proximity, this spell should suck this magic fire from him. The next spell was for the confusion of the enemies and it created for their eyes the fast moving delusions of the next warriors around the real warriors. She was able to change the swords of all people that they had the similar effect as the swords of the Scratch’s fire fighters. The last but also very important spell was the creation of the protective wall around the city, which could not be penetrated from the outside. This spell should be done at the end of all preparations because it was sure that some people will go to the forest later because for the Firouz’s inventions wood will be necessary.

She was thinking about the next spells, which could be useful, when she heard the excited murmur from the neighboring street. “What happened?” asked Bryn to Nesthar who was there with her. “I will find it. Do you want to continue with your spells?” “Yes, of course.” He went towards this street and Bryn opened one of the books again and she was looking for the next spells.

Nesthar was back during a few minutes. “Can you go with me, please? You are the good witch, I think that you are able to recognize if someone is good or evil.” “Some people say that I have the sixth sense for this. But why do you need it?” “This mummery caused three men who suddenly appeared in the street. One man said that it looked as if they simply fell from the sky. They claim that they are our allies and they are fighters from Basra. It could be the truth or the trap. They are guarded right now and you should be able to confirm or disprove their version successfully.” ”Do you know something more about the magic?” asked Bryn. “It sounds like that.” “I know one witch quite well. I have learnt a few things about the nature of magic by her. I can make you familiar with her later, if you will wish it.”

[Doubar]

Aw, so Albetta and his two men have been transported to Baghdad by Caipra? Awesome! And I really love it how Bryn is so resourceful here. In the show the poor Lass mainly had no control over her powers, so seeing she can perform spells at will now is fabulous! I just wonder... won't all this usage of magic drain her at some point? I could imagine that casting the wall-spell will require quite a whole lot of energy... I just hope she won't exhaust herself over it.

Lovely update. Thanx for sharing it!

[manche]

I do not think about this influence on our Bryn, i do not plan it so far, maybe later in the story something similar appears, because Bryn is waiting the usage of heavier spells (and the same cases are Maeve and Dim Dym)

I decided to show Zora also in my story, the first hint of this you can find in the last piece of story, i am planning her meeting with the brother and maybe I return in this case to the past a little, maybe we will find little more about what happened between Rongar's expulsion from Bollnah and his connection to the crew (maybe we will meet in this short return to the past with his former best friend also)

I am glad that the story interests you. I am writing a short piece almost everyday now, i am trying to practise my writing skills, it is not bad , i have written around sixteen pages so far.

[manche]

The next piece of my story:

At the same time Firouz and the rest of others visited the port, the certain amount of the people in the city was also there. Firouz looked at the inventions which were there: some of them were in a good state and they were able to protect the city, but the bigger part of the inventions was damaged. “We can fix a few of them but almost any of them will not have such big strength as they had before. And some of them need materials which we do not have there so we can not fix them.” “We might have something useful on the board of Nomad.” offered Doubar. “Maybe. But I must sort out which possibilities we have with the usage of the materials from our ship in the combination with the resources of this city. I could build the new Ruby-Beamer. I prepared a few improvements for it. I wish to have enough materials for more than one this invention but i have not.” He was thinking for a few seconds, he was not pleased with the fact that his Ruby Beamer must become the weapon again. When it happened for the last time it could have ended the destruction of one island and the death of many people. He still had this imago in his mind. After this unpleasant memory, he continued with talking.

“For the next inventions we will need glass, wood, ropes. I could also prepare some exploding sticks and it would be good to increase their exploding potential somehow. It would be great to have some mosses or something similar here.” All people around him were watching him with the questions in their eyes and he explained this note. “It is the well-known fact among the scientists that we can find some natural gases at the similar places. The combination of similar gases could create the extremely strong explosive mixtures. It is very hard to gain something similar and the creation of the good combination is even worse. There exist such many variables which i must take to the account...” "I do not know about anything similar in the near proximity of the city. Our scientists probably did not think about the similar exploration. And you must not forget that a certain amount of our enemies is hidden in the forest. They appear like ghosts without any warning. But our new doctor brought with her some exotic medicine, maybe some exotic plants, if I remember it correctly. Our former doctor did not have any idea about the existence some of them before.” answered Casib.

“It could be useful. It looks that I have the very important meeting.” He started to dive the tasks among all present citizens. “It is necessary to gather a big amount of wood and glass. I will write later some instructions for the reparation of these inventions. When someone finds any uncertainties, I will return very soon. I only want to find out if I could increase the strength of my sticks with the usage of some materials by your doctor. And yes” said Firouz impatiently towards Doubar who stood very close to him and he looked at him with a significant smile, “I will ask her for the professional consultation because of my leg. One last thing before I go to her. I understood that the majority of these inventions are located here. The rest of the city has the protection only small or any.” “It is truth.” confirmed Borell. “We must extend our weapon arsenal at the maximum. I could create some offers for the next inventions but I need to know which materials we have for this work.” “I have the overview in this area. I can write it during a few minutes for you.” offered Matsue. “It is great. Can you bring it to me to the doctor with some papers, please?” “The doctor certainly has some papers at home.” Casib explained to Firouz where the house of the doctor is and after that almost all people who were in the port hurried to find the materials which Firouz wanted.

[manche]

The next piece of my story:

Firouz had one personal concern the whole time when he prepared plans for the protection of the city. He was soughting Borell in the crowd now because he did not get the opportunity to ask him the certain important question before, but he was thinking about it from the moment when he saw Borell as the advisor of Casib. But everything there happened in such speed that there was not simply time for this question. He hesitated to talk about this private thing before the rest of the crew or before the next people. Bryn did not know about the relationship towards this woman at all. Doubar and Sinbad heard about her for several times but they did not know her personally and they did not know that she lived in Scroff at all. He met with her for the first time during his first staying in Scroff five years ago at this time he was the member of the crew and after the Sinbad’s dissapearance he visited the city occasionally and their relationship was growing.

Firouz sometimes assured himself that their relationship is only professional and he did not talk about her very much before his friends because he was afraid that they could misinterpret his relationship towards her. He did not want to admit himself that his feelings towards her are a little different than the feelings of an ordinary friend. But when he thought about the possibility that she could have been killed he felt very badly, his heart was beating so quickly and he was completely sweaty. But he still had a certain hope. According everything what he has heard about the new doctor so far he could expect that Velda is this new doctor. He desired after the confirmation from Borell but he disappeared somewhere in the crowd, Casib who could also know something about her was also gone.

Firouz hurried towards the doctor’s house and he hoped that he gets the good answer to his question. He was there during a moment; the house was not far away by the port. He nervously knocked on the door and he hoped that he will hear her voice very soon. But he did not hear anything and he did not want to wait anymore so he opened the door. He looked around the room but he only saw a few patients in their beds. Belkor was lying in the nearest bed. “Firouz” said Belkor “It is good to see you. Can I help you?” His injury was not so bad and he wanted to participate in the work but the doctor ordered him a few days of the relaxation. “Yes. Where is your doctor?” “She went outside to the yard. She is preparing some herbs for this my friend.” He pointed his finger to the man at the opposite side of the room. “She said that he probably got some infection into his wound. It does not look well with him.” “Thank you, Belkor. I will visit you for a longer time later.”

He went towards the door leading to the yard so quickly how he was able with the injured leg. But suddenly the door opened and someone entered to the room with some plants in the hands. “Velda!”, shouted Firouz enthusiastically and he ran towards her and clutched her in the embrace. The embrace lasted for a few longer moments. Velda was pleased with the meeting but she was not surprised so much. “Firouz, I hoped that i will see you again. I heard that your ship is approaching to the city but I could not have been in the port or in the palace unfortunately. I have a lot of work around the city.” She smiled at him and she stroked his cheek.

"But please, wait a moment. I must help my patient at first. His condition is not good. We will certainly have some time for the talk after that.” “Of course, Velda. Can I help you?” “It is not necessary. Please sit down somewhere.” She picked up the plants that had fallen on the floor during the embrace and she went towards the seriously injured patient. She had two bowls prepared there and she started to squeeze out the juice from one plant. Firouz was feeling such relief because he saw her alive and he was only vacantly smiling at her.

[manche]

The next piece of my story (I thought if i should not start to upload this story on the fanfiction.net also, when i am the member now, but i will not probably do it, i have not my story divided into the chapters as the others, so i hope that will not hinder when i will continue with the uploauding of my story in this topic):

“Firouz, do not you want to visit the old friend when you have a little time?” shouted Belkor from his bed. Firouz agreed and he sat down on the chair nearest to the Belkor’s bed. “I am glad that you are in the good condition. Your injury looked quite seriously.” “Velda used some extracts from these flowers and it helped to overcome the first symptoms of the infection. This was the biggest danger. Now it looks quite well. A few days of the relaxation and I can join to the work again.”

“Hello Firouz. Can I join to this small talk?” The next familiar voice sounded from the neighboring door. Firouz turned his head and he saw Omar who was standing in the door. “You should relax more, Omar. I know that you are the sultan and I am only the doctor but I have the command over you right now.” commented Velda his activity. “I want to sit for a few minutes with my friends and you allowed me shorter walks already, do you remember? A few steps do not kill me.” Omar slowly went towards the Belkor’s bed. Firouz stood up and shook his hand. “It is great to see that your condition is improving, my Sultan.” Omar sat down on the second chair which stood by the Belkor's bed.

“My health becomes better every day, it is the truth. I would wish that certain things also improve every day. I asked the king Casib for the short visit. He promised it to me but he is very busy from the clear reasons." “The whole city is busy right now. There is the good reason for it.” said the inventor. "I hope that he knows something about the fate of Basra. The uncertainty follows me as the shadow.” He was silent for a few seconds and he continued. “I have met some people from my city there. A lot of them left the city a few weeks ago because the situation was becoming worse every day. It does not give my city a lot of hope.” “I know that it is a horrible phrase but you should think about something else. You can not change anything which is related with the fate of Basra now. This meaningless tribulation can only hurt you.” “I should be there, Firouz. My soldiers try to do everything, which is in their power for saving my city, and the ruler should be with them. Or at least, I should try to help the people from this city. And instead of this I am here, I am lying in the bed the whole day and I have troubles to walk properly.” “We are alive at least, Omar. Three quarters of our men died on the island during the last desperate attempt to defeat our enemies.” noted Belkor. “I would wish to experience the moment where someone brings these damn sorcerers to their knees. They would deserve the death for everyone who died because of them.” said Omar with the clear bitterness in his voice. "I hope that we all will get this possibility in a near future.” tried Firouz to stay optimistic.

“Do you remember our together adventure, Firouz?” asked Belkor. “It was not the type of the adventure which is possible to forget.” nodded Firouz his head. "I hoped after this event that I spend the rest of my life in peace. Being a simple farmer, working on my field, I did not want anything more. And three months ago, Turock attacked my village. Our resistance was weak, our village was small, you know it. Only five people were able to leave our island alive. And I had become the soldier again and I joined to Basra in its fight. And do you see the situation now? I am in the middle of war which can destroy everything good on the Earth.” He was thinking for a moment and he completed his speech after this. “But in this case, I can fight with the enemy at least. It is better than the simple waiting for the disappearance.” “Until we have the similar fighters we have a certain hope for the victory.” said Omar a little optimistically and he smiled at him. Firouz pointed out the window. “The streets of this city are overcrowded the similar fighters right now.” Belkor and Omar nodded their heads.

“Firouz, I have a few free minutes, I have so many things which i wish to tell you.” said Velda who approached from the other side of the room. "Me too. You and I have much to discuss." Firouz smiled at her and he stood up. “Do you borrow me him for a moment, gentlemen?” “I guess that you can not resist such nice company at this moment, Firouz." Omar stood up and was ready to return to his room. "I am sure that we will have the next opportunity for the meeting, Firouz.” Omar started to return to his bed. “I would wish you a piece of privacy for your talk, but I am afraid that you will not find any lonely place in this town in the present time." commented Belkor the situation. He turned to the other hip decided not to listen to this private conversation. The rest of the patients also felt this and they tried to sleep and leave them talk without any interruption. Firouz offered his hand to Velda and she leaded him to the other side of the room. Both of them felt that they do not want to talk with the other only about the situation of city.

[Doubar]

Awwwwwww, Velda!!!!!!! I really still love it how you have all our beloved characters assemble and fight together. As soon as a she-doctor got mentioned I thought "that has to be Velda!" and I was right. That's great! ;D

I really enjoy her interaction with Firouz, and like how you portray Firouz. He is so much more focused now, grounded and grown up in a way. He co-ordinates the people who are helping repair and build his inventions and he's being so professional about it. That's a new trait to him, but one I can definitely see him display after all what has happened.

The moment he thought about building a new and improved ruby beamer though I literally went wide-eyed because it's one thing to invent defense systems, another to invent weapons. And I was pretty much astounded that he pondered about the latter but then you showed that Firouz is still our Firouz and that he doesn't really like the thought of having to do this. Great work on that one!

Also, this time I want to say something on the general scale of this, because I noticed you improved while writing. At the beginning, you sometimes rushed the action, which was understandable since so many things were happening all at once. Still, now you grant yourself more time to explore the situation and the characters. You give them all their space now and at the same time the read has become more fluent. It really is obvious that the whole writing is also a practising process and I wish you lots of fun for continuing with this!

Aw, and thanx again for sharing it with us. It does not hinder at all when continuing to upload everything to here instead of FFN. And if one day you want to also publish it on the other side, you can still do so.

P.S.: Oh, and OMAR!!!!!!!!!! ;D ;D Love it how he feels so bad about not being with his people and defending his country right then. That's totally him!

[manche]

I want to thank you very much that you have the interest about my story. I am glad it it is interesting for you, it means so much for me.

Velda was such great character in the tv series and her interaction with Firouz was so great, it showed us the unknown side of our inventor, that i simply wanted to bring her back and make something more with the progress of their relationship. And it is truth that Firouz is now described more mature, i like his certain abstractedness from the season one, but i realize that in such dangerous situation it is not place for it, it is necessary to concentrate and do what is necessary.

The thing with the creation of new weapons, Firouz always wanted to help to people with the usage of his inventions. In still life he said that the inventions are not good or bad that it depends on people how they use them. When he once decided to use his invention for the fight, it was the trap which could have caused the death of many innocent people. So we can understand why he does not like the thought of the creation of the next inventions. On the other hand he must take to the account that they are in the war and they must use any advantage against Rumina and the others. And the Firouz's inventions could be very helpful for them. And when he will use them well, it can help to protect his friends and all innocent people around him.

Oh, thank you for the compliment. I wanted to sum up the global situation at first, to present the situation which we have there now, the situation with which our heroes are fighting and it seemed to me as the good idea to describe later the events which happened in the next important places before the events from my story, i realize that it could look a little rushed. it will find it in a small amount later (i wanted to write more about the Rongar's past, so there will be some summary also for example) Maybe the participant is also the fact that i have not written such the long story before and moreover in English (i have improved in this language but it is not my native language), so i am learning during the writing and i am glad that it is visible a little.

And Omar. He wanted to save people from one of his colonies (the certain similarity with his action from The Bully) and now he is separated by his city, unable to do something for its protection. And he does not know at this moment that some his people will bring him very early the sad information about the conquest of his city. Despite his sadness, it will bring him even more motivation for his fight. Some of his people are now in Bagdad with him and we must not forget that the small number of his people are still alive in Basra.