Capítulo 601: Fall of Zangana Family 6 (End)

A few hours ago, 

Ezidi Serwan was grinding his sword on a small hand-operated stone wheel. Sparks were flying everywhere, even falling on his skin, but he felt nothing as he intently looked at the sword with a cruel smile on his face. 

He was feeling ecstasy just by imagining the death of his enemies by his own hands. He had waited his whole life for this opportunity for revenge, and, whatever may come, he was not willing to give it away. In the current unnatural and obsessed mindset of Ezidi Serwan, he might even be willing to attack the Zangana family's headquarters in Mosul, even without the army leaving. However, thankfully, the weight of being responsible for his race keeps him somewhat rational and stops him from insanity. 

"Chief, the Zangana family's army has left southeast. There are only a few thousand guards in Kurdistan. Our chance is here," Barzan barged in, grinning from ear to ear, unable to stop himself from laughing.