We will. I must not think otherwise. We will get away.
When the leading Chola vessels finally realised that the entire Thiruzha fleet was surrounding them, they turned to flee.
'You're too late, by Shiva!' Bhim roared 'We have you! Close the mouth!'
Like the jaws of a leopard, the two wings of the Thiruzhas closed, catching the bulk of the Chola loolas in between. Three of the Chola vessels managed to escape, with Bhim ordering his scouts to hunt them down before they reached the Chola fleet.
'Catch them and sink them!' Bhim shouted. 'Don't return until they are all destroyed. I'll have the head of any shipmaster who fails me!'
The entire flotilla of Thiruzha scouts raced after the three Chola loolas, with the drums hammering like the hooves of a galloping horse and the slave-drivers
