“Any of you want to leave, go now. Those willing to help me take out the Morins, stay.” A few of the warriors did turn to escape. The rest, he was proud to say, stayed with him. “Half of you take the right side of the room and the other half take the left. I’m going straight to the middle to save OrIN’s stupid ass.”
As easy as it would have been to let OrIN die as the traitor that he was, he was the only one who had the coordinates of the rebel transport and the Morin transport. He had not trusted anyone the trading post enough to share that information, not even MarIK.
He shot at a Morin who was preparing to hit OrIN in the back. OrIN turned and glared at him. “Are you hoping I’ll forgive your betrayal?”
“I can’t let you die just yet, OrIN.”
OrIN snorted at that. “This wouldn’t have happened at all if you hadn’t stolen the girl. Where is she?”
“Not here. Duck!” he warned OrIN as another Morin fired his weapon at OrIN’s head. If he had known the Morins were going to be there, he would have insisted that they be restricted in weaponry. Actually, he would have insisted that they not be there at all, which was probably why OrIN had not told him about it.
MarIK saw an opening to get to the Morin commander. He jumped over a table and rolled on the floor just as one of the Morins shot at him.
“Cover the Commander!” Lieutenant RosET yelled. All the rebel warriors began forming a circle. As they moved forward, they shot at the Morins that were a direct threat to MarIK. He had to step over a downed warrior and noticed that it was FisON. He had taken a direct hit in the chest. MarIK almost felt sorry for the male, except that he would now have to face his deeds before the Goddess.
A couple of Morin warriors rushed him, and he fought them hand to hand. Immediately after kicking one of them in the gut, he punched the other one in the face. One raised his weapon, but MarIK managed to knock it out of his hand. The other came at him from behind and wrapped his arm around his neck. The warrior in front of him took advantage of that moment and punched him in the stomach.
With the Morin behind him still gripping onto him, he kicked out at the Morin in front of him and knocked him down to the ground. Turning, he gripped the arm of the Morin that was around his neck and flipped the male over his head, making him land on his back — hard. At the same moment that both Morins on the ground leapt back up and fired their weapons at him, MarIK dived out of the way. The Morins caught each other in the crossfire instead.
He looked up just in time to see the Morin commander give the order to retreat.
“Don’t let them off the luna!” He pointed, gesturing for his warriors to follow the Morins. Half of them did as he ordered, while the other half took care of the remaining Morins. He couldn’t relax yet. The Morins weren’t the only threat.
