Na’if was struggling frantically for breath. He felt the bandaged man’s arm adjust its position and he sensed that something bad was about to happen, but tugging at the man’s hand did nothing; the grip was just too tight.
Desperate to escape, Na’if put both his hands on the giant’s forearm, intending to use his entire body weight to pull on the arm and break the attacker’s grip. But as soon as he put his left hand higher up on the man’s forearm, the big man let out a scream and released Na’if.
He didn’t know about the burns that Goliath had sustained, all he knew was that the man was in pain and that he had released him. That gave Na’if all the chance he needed. Dropping the bag in the hope that it was what the big man was really interested in, he lurched away, rolled on the ground to get clear and then sprinted as fast as his legs could carry him.
He heard a grunt and looked round to see the big man running after him. He wanted to scream so as to draw the attention of others to what was happening, but that was not a way for a man to act, so he decided against it. Instead he just ran and kept running, making sure to stay in the open as much as possible. He made his way on to a bus leaving the area, constantly looking out the window for any sign of the man who had attacked him. As long as the man didn’t get on to the bus, he was safe.