Igor sat under the flagpole at the Kandahar school playground, wearing only a pair of large shorts with a bare upper body...
An irritable Beagle dog kept biting at Igor's shoes, wanting to leave this muddy, rundown place.
Igor ignored the small Beagle dog, frowning, resting his hands on his cheeks with a look of deep resentment, watching a large group of Afghan children forced to stand in the mud to exercise...
A dozen or so Afghan boys, presumably not doing well in their studies, were being punished with runs, supervised by an irritable teacher. Anyone caught slacking off was met with a finger-thick branch...
The girls had it slightly better; they were not required to exercise and instead crowded at the classroom windows to observe the legendary prince!
Igor didn't like such looks. When he noticed the actions of those Afghan girls, he fished out a slingshot from behind his back, picked up a stone, and hit a classroom window...
The shattering glass startled the girls inside...
