He was just trying to go back home safely after work. He was ambushed again, the second time during that week. He still had bruises and cuts on his face from last time, but he was fed up. He fought back. He lost count of how many times he fell down and was kicked and pummeled while on the floor, but he kept trying. He finally found an empty bottle on the floor. Without hesitating he grabbed it, smashed on the floor and got up with a jump, brandishing it and threatening his attackers with it. They decided it wasn’t worth it for now, but Mishlait knew next time their attack would be more vicious. He couldn’t wait to leave Argentina and made his way to Hathian.