Gangs of Antares

Chapter fourteen

Chapter fourteen“The Watch! The Watch! Run! Run!”

The bellow burst over all the noise of the mob. Then, in an even louder roar: “Run! Katakis!”

That old foretop hailing voice struck immediate terror into the young hooligans. For a single moment only they stood, petrified, suddenly silent. They all knew that the infamous City Watch rarely interfered with big gang fights. In a small local disturbance like this, a petty rumble, the Katakis would come leaping in like leems, arresting anyone who looked likely. They’d be out for slaves. There’d be a nice profit to be turned here.

Again I yelled, running up and waving my arms.

“Run, you famblys! The Kataki Watch!”

That did it. Like a bunch of terrified ponshos as the werstings close in, they turned and ran. They ran in a helter-skelter bunch