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Chapter 24--Fight And Flee
Drizzt rejected the thought of surrender almost immediately. He was sure once they found out he was Drow they'd do a lot more then toss him in a cell. He didn't waste anymore time, drawing his scimitars, he lunged at them.
Three of the guards drew their swords and moved in, but the fourth turned and quickly left the shop. "Don't force us to hurt you in order to arrest you. More is added to the sentence if you resist," one warned.
That other guard is going to fetch reinforcements, I'm sure of that. I have to get out of here, Drizzt thought.
The guards circled him and tightened the ring, attacking with measured thrusts. It was obvious they were testing his defenses and trying to keep him from fleeing.
Drizzt parried the thrusts easily. They'll expect me to go for the guard blocking my way to the door so-- He spun abruptly and lunged at the guard behind him.
The startled guard yelled and stumbled back, taking a wild slash at Drizzt as he did so.
Drizzt hit him with the flat side of Twinkle, sending him sprawling then spun to face the other two as they moved towards him again. Don't have time to trade blows, he thought. Taking a deep breath, he charged straight at them. He knocked one down and the other aside then was out the door before they could recover.
Footsteps and yelling behind Drizzt warned him that they were right in his heels then he saw what was ahead of him and slid to a stop.
The guard that had left the shop was coming and he had five other guards with him. The guard pointed and said something then they all headed toward him.
Drizzt whirled and retreated, better to have to deal with only two instead of six. A crossbow bolt whizzed by his ear and another hit the road as he retreated. Drizzt muttered a curse in Dwarven he'd learned from Bruenor when he'd dropped a smithy hammer on his foot and kept going.
The two guards leaped to block his path, striking out, trying to strike a crippling blow. "Don't let him escape!" one yelled.
Drizzt took advantage of the brief distraction. He punched one guard in the face and kneed the one that had just spoken in the groin, bringing them both down. He took off again before they hit the ground. More crossbow bolts whizzed pass, but missed. Sheathing his weapons, Drizzt darted into a crowded marketplace and slowed to a walk. He knew running would draw attention to himself. That was the last thing he wanted to do. I have to get out of this city before they close the front gate or I'll be trapped until nightfall when I might be able to climb the wall. I may not be able to dodge the guards that long, he thought. He made his way cautiously through the crowd. He kept a close watch for any guards who were searching for him. He was passing a shop when someone banged into him, which in turn knocked him into somebody else.
"Hey, little man, why don't ye watch yerself?!" a voice demanded.
Drizzt looked up right into the angry face of a Half-Orc. Oh, damn, just what I don't need, more trouble. I have to avoid a fight or the guards will be on me again, he thought. "Sorry," he said.
The Half-Orc gave him a push. "Ye should be, clumsy man. I could break ye in half easily. Get lost, I'm busy," he snarled.
Drizzt was glad to obey. He turned only to find his path blocked by four angry guards, two of which had loaded crossbows aimed at his chest. He froze; making his hands were away from his weapons.
"If you make one move I don't like we'll fire," one guard warned.
Drizzt weapons were taken and his hands shackled behind his back, painfully tightly. The only good thing was that they didn't look in his belt pouch; perhaps he and Guenhwyvar could escape in the same way as they had before.
Once they arrived at the dungeons Drizzt was shoved roughly into a cell and fell. His hands were left shackled and the heavy door slammed shut and locked. There was nothing to do but wait…
If you thought he was in trouble before he's in really deep this time--Snicker--oh yeah---R/R please!!!!