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Roy, I thought Seattle had a leash law.тАЭ

Raucous laughter rang out as the biggest one said, тАЬMaybe we should call Animal Control and have them
haul it off to the pound with all the other flea-bitten dogs.тАЭ

Barak finished a last twirl and lunge before acknowledging the intrudersтАЩ presence. As he picked up a
towel and wiped his face, he smiled, relishing the chance to teach them some respect for his kind.

тАЬBetter the dogs for company than two-legged cowards. Or do you consider four against one to be
honorable?тАЭ he sneered.

Their response was immediate and predictable. The biggest one took a step toward Barak. тАЬListen here,
asshole, I wouldnтАЩt go around calling other people cowards. The only reason youтАЩre still alive is that
nitwit Dr. Young took pity and let you hide behind her skirts.тАЭ

That did itтАФtheyтАЩd crossed the line by treating Laurel Young with disrespect. Before, he would have
settled for running them in circles without doing any real damage. Now he would demand payment in pain
and blood. And if word of their taunts got back to Devlin Bane, theyтАЩd be lucky if they lost but one life
each.

He calmly crossed the room to the rack of swords used for practice. After rejecting several, he settled
for the one that came closest to the feel of his own, which had been lost to him.

The biggest Paladin stood a few steps ahead of the others, no doubt planning on challenging Barak first.

Barak took a couple of practice swings with the sword before touching the blade to his forehead to signal
his readiness to fight. Judging from his opponentтАЩs stance, the young fool depended on size rather than
skill to win fights. That might work when it came to fists, but he would soon learn the error of his ways.

Barak held his sword at the ready and used his other hand to encourage his opponent to attack. тАЬShall
we dance, Paladin? Have you any skill with that sword, or is it only for decoration?тАЭ

RoyтАЩs face flushed with anger. тАЬIтАЩm ready whenever you are.тАЭ

The other Paladins arranged themselves along the wall, calling out their encouragement. тАЬThatтАЩs it, Roy.
Teach him to respect his betters!тАЭ

Just as Barak expected, the young Paladin lunged forward, using his weapon with graceless power. If his
blow had actually connected, it might well have taken BarakтАЩs head off. Roy stumbled past, fighting to
regain his balance. It didnтАЩt take much longer for Barak to have young Roy pinned against the wall, the
point of his sword at the boyтАЩs throat. The flash of fear in RoyтАЩs eyes was sweet.

тАЬWhat was that about teaching me respect for my betters?тАЭ Barak crowded closer. тАЬIтАЩm listening.тАЭ

When Roy didnтАЩt respond, Barak indulged his anger with a flick of his wrist, slashing a shallow but painful
cut down the side of RoyтАЩs face. To give the boy credit, he stood his ground, ignoring both the pain and
the blood dripping down his cheek.

Barak leaned in close, letting Roy see his full rage. His lips drew back, baring his teeth. тАЬIf I ever hear
another disrespectful word out of your mouth regarding Dr. Young, I will take great pride in slicing you