Ch. 17
Jak's arm came up impulsively to block the first thrust. But the lean body twisted and a foot met him hard in the jaw. He spun around just in time to block the next kick. The entire time they 'sparred' Jak heard Kanith in the background, first chuckling, then releasing a high-pitched, venomous laughter that pierced his eardrums.
A moment later Jak was on his back. He rolled away from the foot threatening to land on his face and jumped up. Blocking another weak punch, he realized this impostor wasn't very strong at all, by any means. But he was fast. Ungodly so.
Another block. The laughing was still growing louder. A kick got through and Jak jerked to the side. Louder and louder. Again and again. Over and over.
But suddenly it stopped.
The echo of metal against metal rang throughout the room and they all turned to it. Jak's blood went cold when he saw a small, battered cage laying empty on the floor.
Suddenly the ungodly shriek of metallic lungs shot through his whole body as he watched the white being in front of him lurch and collapse to the floor. Not a second later a shock of orange flew like a bullet across the room.
Right to Kanith.