and al-Mujadhdhir killed him. He then came to the Prophet ﷺ and said, “By the One Who sent you with the truth, I strove hard to make him give himself up so that I could bring him to you, but he refused and insisted on fighting me.”

ʿAbd al-Raḥmān ibn ʿAwf reported: “Umayyah ibn Khalaf had been a friend of mine in Mecca. I passed by him carrying some coats of mail I had taken as spoils, and he said, ‘Would you take me instead? I am better for you than those coats of mail.’ I answered, ‘Yes, by Allah—so be it.’ I threw down the armor, took hold of his hand and of his son’s hand, and he kept saying, ‘I have never seen a day like this! Have you no need for milk?’—meaning that whoever captured him he would ransom with many milk-giving camels.

“As I was leading the two of them, Umayyah asked me, ‘Who is the man with an ostrich feather on his chest?’ I said, ‘Hamzah.’ He replied, ‘That is the one who has done the most to us.’

“By Allah, I was still escorting them when Bilal caught sight of him—Bilal whom Umayyah used to torture in Mecca. The moment he saw him, Bilal said, ‘The head of disbelief—Umayyah ibn Khalaf! I shall not survive if he survives!’ I said, ‘Bilal, he is my captive.’ He repeated, ‘I shall not survive if he survives.’ Umayyah retorted, ‘Do you hear, son of the black woman, what you are saying?’ Then Bilal shouted at the top of his voice, ‘Helpers of Allah! The head of disbelief—Umayyah ibn Khalaf! I shall not live if he lives!’ They surrounded us while I was trying to shield him. A man slipped in with his sword and struck Umayyah’s son, who fell. Umayyah let out a great cry and I said, ‘Save yourself—there is no escape. By Allah, I can do nothing for you.’ They hacked at the two of them with their swords. Later I would say, ‘May Allah have mercy on Bilal: my coats of mail are gone and my captive has been taken from me.’

Ibn ʿAbbās related from a man of the Ghifār tribe who said: “My cousin and I came and climbed a hill overlooking Badr. We were still idolaters, waiting to see to whom the battle would tilt so that we might plunder with the plunderers. While we were on the hill, a cloud drew near us. From within it I heard the snorting of horses, and I heard a voice saying, ‘Advance, Ḥayzūm!’ My cousin’s heart was laid bare and he died on the spot, whereas I …”