It’s one thing to go into a fight knowing you’ll probably lose. Quite another to be told that to win, you must offer up your throat to be slit.
Kernel grins. To the death, Master Grady? To the death, Master Fleck, I grin back.Then we both say together, But not ours!
Then we still have time! I gasp. It’s not too late. We know what he’s going to do. We’ll return to the cave and fight. ? Kernel says sarcastically.Yes! I’ll fight to save Dervish and Bill-E. I don’t c...