Roberts FM by King of the Wood

Author:King of the Wood [Wood, King of the]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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visors of the modern helmets. It was more of a headdress than a helmet, and was crested with fine eagle feathers. This might have been one of the men Hring had laughed and feasted with this last month, but that mattered not at all. Now he was a Tenocha warrior out to gain sacrifice for his gods, and as fierce as any.

Hring gripped his stick at its midpoint and watched the man come closer. Suddenly the Eagle gave a wild war cry and raised his macuahuitl high. As it descended, Hring stepped in and raised his shield obliquely to parry the blow, simultaneously kicking his opponent's shield aside. He brought the stick up and forward viciously, and the pointed end punched through the eye and into the brain behind it. The Eagle Knight stood dead on his feet until Hring pushed him off the platform to tumble down the steep pyramid to the plaza two hundred feet below. There was silence for a moment. Nobody had seen what had happened, most were not even aware that the fight had begun. They had seen the Eagle walk toward Hring, then they had seen him fall. A great cheer went up anyway. They all assumed that some god had intervened. Perhaps the Eagle had not been worthy.

The next man came forward. One-Reed handed Hring his second stick, saying: ‘That was splendid! Do it again’. The new man had learned from the other's overconfidence, though. This was the second Eagle, his face painted red, and he kept his shield high. He bent low and aimed short blows, trying to force Hring back against the pedestal. Hring gave ground. Above all, he must not let the weapon cripple him. The tiny facets of the obsidian edges cut not like a knife but like a smith's hacksaw, so that, when swung shrewdly, it would shear through flesh and tendon and bone more efficiently than any sword of steel.

When his back touched stone, Hring sprang up and back to stand upon the waist-high pedestal to which he was tethered.

This came in the midst of a hard blow from the Eagle, and his weapon's obsidian edge shattered against the stone. As the Eagle spun his macuahuitI to bring the other edge into play, Hring cracked his stick against the Eagle's wrist, causing him to drop the weapon. As the Eagle grimaced with pain and tried to pull back, Hring dropped his own weapons, grasped his rope in both hands, and whipped a loop around the Eagle's neck. He hoisted the man off the platform and held him, dangling and kicking,

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