We're the same

" Tallal!" Zaid staggered to spin around and run beside his friend instead of being dragged.

" Move your sword more!"

Blocking several stray slashes, Zaid and Tallal managed to somehow make it out of the clamor and the black-haired man let go of a disgruntled and designated fuming Ali Baba.

He wanted to go back. To find Hassan. But Tallal kept a firm grasp on his shoulder as if he had felt his intentions.

They panted and turned back, watching as the thieves were pressured with the addition to the soldiers' rows. It was almost impossible for them to hold their ground now that they were attacked from both sides. The disorder created an opening for Masrur's men to turn the tide.

The thieves sought a gap through which to flee.

The only ones who didn't care at all were Hassan, Nizar, and his large black snake.

Hassan was furious as he looked frantically for the one who dared to attack him from behind.