You head back to the town that did you wrong. The dirty town of Ikbeilael. Where your father was killed by raiders and no one did a thing to stop it. Where you mother of raped and killed before your eyes and nothing was done. You lob the grenades you found into the village market where they explode amongst the tents. Blood and debree fly about. You are standing on the city wall and blasting a rifle into the people below. Dropping someone with nearly every shot. Then you see among the quickly fleeing people your hand drum! You thrown down the empty rifle and take up the loaded one. You rush into the market and snatch your beloved drum. You then steal a camel and ride quickly into the desert laughing with victory and revenge.