CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
One of the men had nearly reached us when he stumbled back into one of his compatriots. He squirmed and shrieked as he patted at his armor.
“What’s wrong with you?” his cohort snapped as the other man pushed the frantic one off of him.
“Something’s inside my armor!” he screamed as he thrashed about.
His less-than-sympathetic companion opened his mouth to scold him, but his eyes widened and he began jumping about. The rest of the troupe joined them in their dance as they hopped about trying to free themselves from their tormentors. One of the men managed to grab hold of something and throw it in our direction.
The little round thing tumbled across the uneven ground and rolled to a stop at our feet. My mouth dropped open when the creature uncurled itself and I foun
