It was dust kicked into the air, and maybe it was nothing more than a herd of cattle or a flock of sheep, but the dust smear grew and suddenly Sevajee's men veered sharply away to the west and galloped out of sight. Leaping wildly at Leto, one of the Tleilaxu screeched, “Die, powindah devil!”
In a flash, Leto considered crawling under the desk or the cart, but first he decided to even the odds by killing one of the attackers…to keep them from acting in a coordinated plan!