Bad Luck Charlie: The Dragon Mage Book 1 by Scott Baron

Author:Scott Baron [Baron, Scott]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Eight

The bright sound of clashing blades rang out as the prisoner work group entered a large cargo area. As fighting raged all around them, the screams of men dying hung in the air. They had finally caught up to the main body of the invading force, the pirate ship’s top fighters. Men who were dismantling the resisting crew with brutal speed and efficiency.

Damn, these guys are good, Charlie gasped as he watched the pirates clash with the defenders.

Using their strange force weapons was a no-go in the tight confines of the battleground. Too high a likelihood of hitting your own men. So it was short swords, clubs, and knives doing the work, and despite their grubby appearances, his captors were very skilled in their profession.

The scarred man called Marban he recognized immediately. His other captors were there as well, working as a team, the three of them fighting twice their number but quickly reducing those odds as their blades flashed through the opposing crew members. Spinning and dodging, the trio covered each other’s flanks while they engaged the enemy, denying them an exposed target.

They’d spent a long time fighting by one another’s side. That was obvious by the fluid way they fought, each of them instinctively knowing where his friends were, the three working as a single, deadly unit, slashing and stabbing their way through those foolish enough to stand against them.

The other pirates fought similarly, utilizing unconventional techniques that seemed to confuse their opponents. They fought hard, and they fought dirty, because at the end of the day, survival was what they cared about. Honor had no place in this battleground.

Charlie and his fellow prisoners were guided to the area of the cargo hold that had already been cleared. Bodies littered the ground. Most wore the sleek uniform of the invaded ship, though a few of the pirate crewmen lay dead or dying as well. The guards paid them no heed.

“Impezu Ovusk,” the pirate leading his motley band of men said, activating the prisoners’ translators. “Okay, you lot, listen up. You are to carry as much as you are capable of back to the Rixana.”

So, that’s the name of the ship, he noted. A rare piece of information in a captivity that had been devoid of any.

The pirate gestured to the fighting. “Steer clear of the fight. If you get injured, you will be left behind. Now load up and form a line. You only stop when I tell you, and that’s not happening until there’s nothing left to take. You got that? Now, get moving,” he growled, then canceled out their translation once more with a single command. “San ovusk.”

All the chatter and yelling assailing his ears immediately switched back to gibberish.

What if my old collar weren’t dampened? Maybe that one’s translator still works, Charlie wondered as he shouldered an enormous load.

The pirate guard took note of the particularly heavy burden he had lifted and nodded approvingly, then gestured for him to get moving back to their ship.

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