Sunday, August 17
A Walk in the Park: Part 2b – The Encounter by the Canal
The snake arms bobbed and weaved, looking for an opening. Quelch knew it was only a matter of time until the poison took effect. “Kill me? All because Coombs blew up Freeport?”
“He killed…” Kham wavered. He was having problems focusing. “He killed…my father.”
“No,” sneered Quelch. “You killed your father. One does not leave the vassalage of the King in Yellow lightly.” The arms rose up—
A crossbow bolt jutted from Quelch’s forehead. Even such a killing blow only stunned him, causing him to slip backwards. He disappeared off the side of bridge. [MORE]
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