Axler, James - Outlanders 015 by Doom Dynasty (v2.1)

Author:Doom Dynasty (v2.1) [Dynasty, Doom]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Except for the need to interrogate Pollard, Kane was in no great hurry to find a way down from the bell tower. He knew what would happen once the prisoners were freed. Even he, with all the combat he had participated in and the bloodshed he had seen, had no stomach for what lay in store for the few surviving Magistrates.

But there was no stopping it, not unless he cared to pit himself and his friends against the prisoners and the Tigers of Heaven. He only hoped Grant and Brig-id could protect Pollard long enough so he could wring some information out of him.

After a couple of minutes of searching, Kane found a fire escape and climbed down to the courtyard. His companions were uninjured, although Grant suffered various bruises. The same could not be said for the Tigers. Kiyomasa grimly informed him that Jozure was dead, killed by none other than Pollard. Ibichi had a gunshot wound to his leg, which would impede their travel back to Port Morninglight.

He did not seem impressed when Kane told him he and his samurai had gotten off lucky compared to the Magistrates. Only a few remained essentially unhurt.

Several of the wounded would die of their injuries before dawn. Their former prisoners were in no rush to put them out of their misery. In fact, they preferred to prolong it. They would make sure the killers of their friends and family felt every second of agony before they died.

If not for Grant and Brigid, the people of Port Morninglight would have dragged Pollard down into the swimming pool to be tortured. They had joyfully transformed their holding pen to a torture pit, using knives given to them by the Tigers.

Brigid and Grant kneeled protectively on either side of Pollard, with Kiyomasa and Shizuka hovering just within the reach of their katanas. Kiyomasa's posture in particular put Kane in mind of a ravening tiger, straining at a leash. He glimpsed Domi standing at the rim of the pool, apparently taking a keen clinical interest in the bloody proceedings going on below.

Pollard was conscious, but just barely. Despite the measure of protection provided by his armor, many bones in his body had been broken and he suffered from internal injuries. His ugly face was white and glistening with sweat. He panted through gaping, dry lips. Brigid tipped a canteen over his mouth, moistening his lips.

When Kane leaned over him, his eyelids fluttered and he wheezed, "Unlucky bastard to the last."

Kane took off his helmet and squatted beside him.

"That's probably the truest thing you've ever said, Polly."

Pollard managed a grin, his lips peeling back over red-filmed teeth. "I wouldn't be in your boots…not when the baron gets hold of you."

"Now that you've brought him up," Grant said, "why did he order you into Baron Snakefish's territory?"

Pollard cast his gaze toward him. "How'd you know about that? Preservationist spies in the division?"

Decades before, when Lakesh concocted his underground resistance movement to oppose the barons, he wove

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