The cannibles formed a defensive circle, one strong youth barking out plans to break from the mercenaries. Short spears and hide sheilds fell to steel swords, yet not without a toll. Even the women fought, for Malatan was not interested in captives at this point.
One mercenary caught Jerky in a net, no doubt thinking he would fetch a prime price for the Dragon.
Lorg saved the cannible youth from a spear thrust. The youth looked at Lorg,"partners?" he grunted.
Lorg nodded, although it looked as if the partnership would be short lived. The mercenaries were verterans, well armed and had them outnumbered and surrounded. Arrows fell like rain....