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Good Hunter

This book is about a man named Bandar . When he wasn't able to do anything someone helped him. Here, shows the story of Bandar who developed by himself with the help of a friend and in the end ........... Please note: This is an original story. Do not copy. ------------------ For any questions please visit my discord. Discord: https://discord.com/invite/NeQvEEhP

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Good day

2 days had passed. It was finally time for a battle. Everybody woke up early, preparing all the swords and warming up before an immense battle starts.

"Today, will be a long dangerous day." Bandar said to his assistant, Aaron. "It sure is dangerous. I hope everyone will be safe and our ruler will come back." Aaron replied

Bandar whistled for everybody to gather around. "Thank you for all your hardwork. Today we will not be defeated. Today we will not be loosers.

But, we will be one thing. We will be winners. We will get our ruler back. But remember, I want that woman ruler.

Do not kill her. If you find her running away in the middle of the battle, catch her and bring her to our grounds.

There, I have told 4 people to stay. They will guard her and she will be attacked to a tree.

Is everything clear?" Asked Bandar.

Everyone replied "Yes. We understand."

"Any questions? Even the dumbest. I will answer." Asked Bandar so everything would go perfectly.

"Then, let us go to the enemy and get back our ruler. Everybody, line up." Said Bandar while raising his sword high up in the air.

Everyone did the same and went to their positions.

"On my count when I say go, you will go. As the word indicates." Said Bandar.

"1,2,3, GO." Counted Bandar and everyone set off for the enemy tribe. They reached in the matter of minutes.

They all attacked at once. All of the enemy's huts were destroyed. Many men were killed and things were destroyed.

It was a fierce battle. A few people were able to get weapons but many could not.

Bandar was fighting a man around his 30's and he was very difficult to defeat. There were others bumping into one another.

This enemy had very different swords. They were made of iron. Although Bandar and his tribe only had ones made of stone.

The man fighting Bandar was soon defeated but some other person came and pushed Bandar on the ground.

He tried to get up as fast as he could but the person who pushed him came first and almost stabbed his sword in Bandar's eye. The sword was just a few centimeters away.

But Bandar held his hand with all his strength and finally pushed him away. He got up and killed that man.

His assistant, Aaron, was fighting people who were trying to escape. He quickly killed them and went to the centre of the tribe where the battle was more fierce.

The battle had started at around 2 am. It was 6 am by now and the battle was still going on.

Lots of people were on the floor, lying dead. After a while, the second set of people were sent in.

At last Bandar saw the enemy ruler. He ran towards her as fast as he could and he jumped and pushed her on the ground. He took her hands and tied it with a rope.

He gave her over to another person who would send her to the grounds to be captured.

After a few more hours everyone was dead. The two people were sent to rescue Malik. They were searching every ruin as he could have been stuck under a piece wood, or something like that.

Everybody else went back including Bandar and they reached till the grounds. There was something surprising.

Someone special was standing. As Bandar walked ahead he saw Malik emerging from the fog. He saw Malik's face.

He ran towards him with happiness. They hugged each other tightly. "I have missed you so much." Said Bandar while jumping around.

"Me too. You did such a good job. I am proud of you." Malik patted Bandar's head and smiled. "Thank you for teaching me everything. Without you, I would not be anything." Bandar said and smiled.

"Why do you need me? What did I ever do to you?" Said a powerful woman's voice. It was enemy ruler, struggling to move because she was tied against a tree with a rope.

Malik ordered, "Take her back to our tribe. She will be a hostage." The four men untied her from the tree and tied her hands again. They took her back to the tribe.

It had been a long day. Malik was finally safe and nobody had died. After all of them returned to the tribe, they washed up, ate and fell asleep.