Young WarriorChapter 8
When the last of their guards died, the slaves cheered and then continued with their tasks so they would be working when Zalko approached. I hid next to the road that Zalko would use. Wanting him alive so we could question him, I readied my seldom used but often practiced with sling to knock him out, watching as he slumped sideways and fell off the horse. Just from the way he fell, I had little hope that I’d be able to question him. Thinking that he was still alive, the slaves from the...