"At your service, my Jabbasan! Also, use your golden blade to teach these invading barbarians a good lesson," Master Montasha, with his long beard and prominent cheekbones, his eyes twinkling with wisdom.
"No problem!" Ali Dai laughed heartily, saluted the Imam Masters, and then said to the seventeen Lionesses and the Snake Slaves, "Masters, get all your lions and snakes ready! Once these damned barbarians enter the cacti thicket, I will offer a great feast for your children and for myself!"
"We will!" Ten Lionesses bowed together, these desert women with black veils on their faces were seductive, yet no rough desert man dared to approach them, for in the huge wooden cages beside them lay giant lions, their golden fur naturally curly and balled like dough, each weighing at least a ton, their enormous eyes blood-red, their sharp teeth and claws reflecting more intimidatingly than the sharpest scimitars.