Chapter sixteen
In which Strom Ornol takes coverThe amusement Seg felt increased when the ruling came down from Kov Llipton regarding the due p*****t required. Whether the story was true or not, they had indubitably taken knives from Master Jezbellandur the Iarvin. Ergo — those knives must be paid for. From each member of the group was, therefore, scrupulously removed the price of one knife. Seg almost laughed.
“This has to mean our story is believed,” declared Khardun. He gave his whiskers the first proper tweaking they had received in too long a time. “We shall soon be free.”
“Before that we should escape,” growled the Dorvenhork in his Chulik way. “By Likshu the Treacherous! Let us break a few skulls and make off.”
“I am with you, Dorvenhork,” quoth Rafikhan.
“Oh, and I, of course,
