The Tylers 1 by Neil Hunter

Author:Neil Hunter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: cowboys, western fiction, open range, western adventure, cattlemen, brigham, neil hunter, piccadilly western, the tylers
Publisher: Piccadilly Publishing

Chapter Ten

When Tall Lyons moved he moved a lot faster than I’d expected. In fact he moved so fast that I failed to block him completely and his second punch got through. It was a glancing blow that caught the left side of my face, knocking me back. I would have fallen if I hadn’t come up against the hitch-rail. I hung there for a moment, trying to clear my head. It felt as if the side of my face had been chopped off. But I had little time to wonder about it, for Lyons was on me almost in the moment my back touched the rail. His big fist slammed into my stomach and I felt my breath burst from my body. I buckled forward and Lyons hit me across the back of the neck. I went face down and if I didn’t do something fast I would be down for good and all. Lyons would kill me if he was left to it.

I rolled onto my back. Bright sunlight dazzled my eyes, then it was blocked out as Lyons’ body swung into my vision. I saw him lift a boot, ready to stomp my face. I threw up my hands, caught his boot and wrenched hard. Lyons spun out of sight and I let his motion pull me off my back. I hung on to his boot as I came to my feet, then twisted it hard. Lyons had to go with it or let me break his leg. He went with it and hit the ground hard.

I moved in fast, knowing now that he would give me little chance to get any advantage over his size and weight. I stayed to one side until he started to get up, then I moved in and hit him with everything I had. I hit his face and his body, driving him to his feet, forcing him back. The crowd parted, letting us through until we were in the middle of the street. Lyons took it all, took some hard punishment, his face turning raw and bloody as I hammered at it.

I fared little better myself, for though I handed it out to Lyons, he gave back just as well. My body became one bruised ache, my face felt swollen out of all proportion. I could taste blood in my mouth. One eye was almost closed.

I realized that the way things were going we were liable to beat each other to death. Lyons was the sort who would never give up and I never knew when to quit.

But it was Lyons who almost finished it for me. Of a sudden he stopped throwing punches. I had no time to figure out why, for he suddenly threw himself at me and wrapped his great arms around me. I felt my breath being cut off as he squeezed, felt my ribs move. Lyons arched his back, lifting me off the ground. I found myself practically helpless in his grip. He had my arms trapped at my sides.

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