Shadows over Kregen

Chapter fifteen

Chapter fifteenThe Shank’s green ichor spread across the cobbles. I stared on him, appalled. What had I done? As the sounds of the hue and cry bellowed closer I knew exactly what I had wrought here. Although not of my willing, I’d brought horrific retribution upon the heads of the Pazzian slaves pent within Terzul.

Only seconds were left. I had to act. The attack of near panic had to be fought off. Do something, Dray Prescot! Now!

Moving very rapidly and as silently as possible I upended one of the rotund barrels stacked by the entrance to the alleyway and placed it carefully between the fishface’s legs. No time for anything more fancy now; I just had to hope his fellow citizens would believe he’d stumbled over the barrel and cracked his head.

With that, off I loped, going very, very qu