Together, they slew five of us.

But we be fighting-men, Bara Miyan.

We took a great vengeance.

All that tribe of Beni Harb we brushed with the wing of Azrael, save only the Great Apostate.

And from the men of the 'Navel of the World'-- Mecca--we exacted greater tribute than even death!" The Master's voice held a quiet menace that by no means escaped Bara Miyan.