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They were half my size but what they lacked in stature and strength they made up for in speed, cruelty, and pure viciousness.
Afzit the younger made to sneak behind me but I blocked him. The elder took the opportunity to do the same on my other side.
I raised my metal pole.
“I wouldn’t if I were you,” I said.
“Wouldn’t what?” Afzit the elder said, at my side now.
If he got swept any further behind me, they could attack me from both sides. Then my job at self-defense would be infinitely harder.
Once they were done with me, they would go to my cell and…
I didn’t want to think about what might happen to the little human lady waiting there, trapped alone.
I stepped back until I came to the crossroad that led to the hall where my cell was located. I couldn’t let them follow me back. I couldn’t let them corner me. I’d end up trapped in my room with no way to escape.
“I don’t have time for this,” I growled.
I calmed myself with breathing exercises, knowing I was less likely to get out of this situation if I gave in to my desire to smash these creeps into bloody, pulpy oblivion.
“He looks nervous,” Afzit the elder said. “Don’t you agree, Afzit?”
“I do, Afzit.”
“Look guys, I don’t want any trouble,” I said.
“I think it’s a little too late for that, don’t you?” Afzit the younger said.
He removed the shiv from his pocket and spun it in the air, moving so fast it was a blur.
Slow and dimwitted they might be but their bodies operated on another plane. They were lightning fast.
I reached into my pocket and dug out a handful of credits. They were part of the winnings I got for the earlier fight. They would usually need to last me until my next victorious fight for necessary luxuries but I needed to survive that long first.
“We’re not interested in your money!” Afzit the elder said.
Afzit the younger pulled up short.
“We’re not?” he said quizzically. “Then why are we doing this?”
“It’s to lower his defenses, you half-wit!” Afzit the elder snapped.
“Oh.”
His ugly fat lips curled into an atrocious snarl. Drool seeped from the scarred corner of his mouth.
Over his shoulder, the dancer continued to perform his merry jig to no audience.
“Hey!” I said to the dancer. “Here’s a tip!”
I tossed the coins to the floor. The more adventurous ones rolled, making their escape.
“Well, thank ye!” the dancer said, dropping to the floor to hastily gather up the coins.
The twin’s eyes bulged at the sight of their quarry being scooped up by the mad dancer.
I took the opportunity firmly by both hands.
