Truth and Taunts

And so it went for a time; I would rake my claws against the net, and Rarawga Black Chin would punch me or swing the net at a nearby wall, always bidding me to stop.

The net gave way the third time he meant to bash me against a wall, dropping me into the packed earth that served as a walkway.

"Now you owe me a new net!" he shrieked.

By the time he kicked at me, I was ready. In case I've forgotten to mention it, there are few things that Pankratios excels at. Turning your kick into a [Dislocated Ankle] and a leg hold?

Okay, that second involves Daurian combination abilities.

"A quick yank, and I dislocate your hip as well." I warned him.

"Brothers!" he barked. "Help me kill this ..."

Dislocation of a hip is a loud sound, but not so loud as to drown out his howling.

Had they fallen upon me, all at once, right then...

But they didn't. As I was rising, one threw a spear at me.