Bab 499: The Tempest in the Tavern

"Call Flintwaters and Sam before he kills James!"

The barman's voice cracked in fright as he jumped down the counter, trembling and praying for their two most esteemed patrons to walk down the stairs and fix the situation.

At his command, the other outlaws dropped their gasses in a cacophony of noise and glistening fragments in their stupor and horror.

One, more stoic than the others, scrambled to the stairs. Missing a march, he tumbled with a dull noise before climbing on all four to bring the two famous pirates and save them from the monstrous kid.

Meanwhile, the kid's eyes, void of emotions, glared at the gatekeeper.

"Come on. You wanted to beat me black and blue? Do something now that I'm here."

His taunting sent an icy chill wrap around everyone like a spiked blanket of dread prickling their sweating skin.

Then, his chuckle echoed, adding to the terror rocking their legs.