My eyes had trouble adjusting to all of the light, snow and wind, but the yeti didn’t grab me right away. No, I wasn’t cowering like a little girl. I couldn’t see. What was I suppose to do, start kicking and punching, hoping for the best?
“Are you going to stay in there all day?” Mygle asked.
“Mygle?” I was surprised.
“What were you expecting?”
He stuck his hand out to help me up and I accepted. I climbed out of the trunk and stumble on a piece of the car. My eyes eventually adjusted but I was still pretty beat up from the crash. It took me a moment to realize that my shoulder was dislocated. I looked at it, trying to decide how I was going to put it back in place. Right then Mygle punched me in the shoulder, resetting it.
“Stop whining,” said Mygle.
“A little warning next time, maybe,” I replied.
“What, so you can cringe and hide?”
I punched him in the face. He took it and didn’t fight back.
I walked around the car and saw the yetis all gathered in the car. They were all unconscious.
“Did you do that or the crash?” I asked him.
“I caused crash,” he pointed out. “So, both.”
“We have to kill them.”
“I don’t think so,” said a voice behind me. I knew who it was before I turned around to look.
I turned just in time to see the man in the trench coat and hat knock Mygle across the road. I tried to kick him in the chest but he just grabbed my leg and pulled it so I fell on my back. He went to stomp on my chest but I kicked him with my other leg and rolled away. Before I could stand up he ran and kicked me in the stomach.
“You’re pathetic,” he spat as I tried to get all the breath back in my lungs. “I can’t believe you.”
“I was just in a car crash,” I pointed out. That earned me another kick.
“Paladin,” he muttered.
“What do you want?” I asked him.
“It doesn’t matter.”
“Why did you hire the yetis to find me?”
“Because they are very good at what they do.”
“Yeah, but you’ve found me a number of times. Why did you need them to find me this time?”
He reached down and punched me in the face. Let me tell you something: I have faced a lot of different monsters and have been punched in the face by almost all of them. None of them hurt anything like that did. This guy packed a lot of force behind each hit.
“It was a test,” he said. “And you failed.”
“I never was very good in school,” I choked.
The man looked over at the yetis. “Looks like I didn’t really get what I paid for.” He then looked at Mygle. “I wasn’t expecting that, though.”
“We go way back,” I said.
“I’m not interested.”
He walked up to me with his sword he had hiding under his jacket. I didn’t get a good look at it because my head was swimming.
“I’m going to kill you now,” he said bluntly.
I looked up at him and couldn’t move. I was screwed…