It is said that before a man's death all the past events of his life pass before his mind's eye in a flashback. He will represent me on the day of your supreme sacrifice and lay down his life in defending you and your dear ones, much as I would have done if alive on that day. It just flitted for a moment and vanished as other scenes came before his mind's eye. He was re- living the events of the night before. O' coward, remember that valiants die but once.
Nobody is born to live eternally.
By betraying my master, you have betrayed the Prophet, whose religion you profess to follow. On the Day of Judgement you will be doomed to eternal perdition. I am ashamed to own any relationship with you. How that wretch had scampered from there seeing him roaring like an enraged lion. The thought of that unpleasant interlude contracted his brows.