“These savages are every stubborn”, he whispered to them, “how do you suggest I can make them talk?”
“Like this”, a soldier replied and stepped forward, with his rifle at the back of Darjer’s head, and pulled the trigger before Colonel Anderson stop him. As Darjer ‘concluded’ his recollection, the last face he saw, while his nostrils picked up the smell of gunpowder, was his son Danushiki. He was trying to smile to him as the pellet made him stop abruptly, and turned his face to a nasty and bloody sight. As the fumes were being inhaled by the fair soldiers, they thought Darjer wanted to shout in pain, hence the reason for opening his mouth. Little did they know that he simply wanted to call out to his son he’d not seen for three years. The mess made by Darjer’s exploding skull was worse
