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But as he started to push off the ground, something unseen beneath the matting of dead leaves shifted beneath his feet. His leap faltered, and for a crucial fraction of a second he was caught flat-footed.
And before he could recover, the bear's swinging paw caught him squarely across his left side.
He gasped as a multiple spike of agony stabbed through his rib cage. The force of the blow spun him around in midair, sending him crashing bodily into a squat bush. Clenching his teeth against the pain in his side, he tried to bring his nunchaku back into fighting position. But the weapon had gotten itself ensnared in the bush's branches. Letting go, he instead dug a knife from its forearm sheath and twisted it up to point at the bear loping toward him. He would have only one chance at this, he knew; one chance to catch the animal in the eye and hopefully kill it quickly enough that it didn't have time to deliver a killing blow of its own. The bear closed to within two meters, its jaws opening wide to show huge white teeth—
And like a black-clad ca
Fly
Hauling itself upright, it bared its teeth once more at its attackers and then turned and lumbered off in the direction the cub had taken. A few seconds later, it was out of sight.
"That has got to be the single craziest move I've ever seen," Jensen said, breathing as shallowly as he could. His whole left side felt like it was on fire, with someone jabbing a poker in the blaze with each breath. "Must be one of Mordecai's."
"It's called a door-clearer," Fly
"Hardly," Jensen admitted, probing gently at his side. "I'm guessing I have a broken rib. Possibly more than one."
"Damn and a half," Fly
"No, this way I get to bleed to death internally," Jensen agreed. "Much tidier that way. I'm kidding, I'm kidding," he hastened to add as Jensen's eyes went wide. Sometimes he forgot that these trainees were only kids, without the history of dark wartime humor he and the other blackcollars shared. "Actually, I don't think I'm bleeding at all, at least not very much. Besides, any fight you can walk away from counts as a win. Speaking of which, help me get up."
"Shouldn't you stay put until we get you checked out?" Fly
"Good idea," Jensen said, biting down hard as the pain level jumped into the red-haze zone. "Nearest medical facilities are back at the Ryqril camp. I'll wait here."
"I just meant—"
"I know what you meant," Jensen assured him. "And it's something we'll definitely want to look into.
But it's getting light, and we need to find some cover."
Fly
With Fly
"Not too bad," Jensen said. His side was throbbing even harder in this position than it had been when he was lying down. But at least he didn't feel like he was going to black out. "Okay, let's go. Westward, ho."
"Northwestward," Fly
"Whatever."
It wasn't a pleasant journey. With every step he took a white-hot pain jabbed through his side, and even with Fly
Fortunately, the downward slope on the other side was fairly gentle, and there was one of the bowedbranch trees he was looking for a half dozen steps away. Fly
"How's that feel?" Fly
"Maybe later," Jensen said, pulling out his medkit. Now that they'd reached cover and the danger of masking his injuries with painkillers was over, it was definitely time for a shot.
"I'll leave you all the food and water," Fly
"You going somewhere?" Jensen interrupted.
"I'm going to look for civilization," Fly
"You think any of them will have a qualified doctor?"
"They should at least know where to find one," Fly
"No, a doctor would be nice to have," Jensen conceded. "But neither of us is going to go walking around out there in broad daylight."
"The residents will be easier to find during the day," Fly
"So will you," Jensen said flatly. "We stay put until dark."
For a long moment Fly
"What kind of story?"
"You know what kind," Fly
Jensen grimaced. But he was right. "You already know most of it," he said. "A year ago one of the local blackcollars, Bernhard, took us to the back door the old Torch resistance group had opened up into Aegis Mountain and we all went inside."
"And found the Whiplash they'd created before they died."
"Right," Jensen said. "What you don't know—and Skyler may not know it, either—is that the day we went into the mountain, someone was watching us."
He sensed Fly
"I saw a glint off the binoculars or telescope he was using," Jensen said. "It was halfway up a slope about a klick west of us."
"And you didn't tell the others?"
Jensen started to shrug, quickly changed his mind. "I told Mordecai, who was staying topside on rearguard duty. I didn't see much point in mentioning it to anyone else. It wasn't like we had extra perso
"I presume no one was waiting for you when you came out again?"
"Only Mordecai," Jensen said. "And we know that Bernhard, who left before us, didn't run into any opposition either."
"Maybe it was someone out hiking," Fly
"That's one possibility," Jensen agreed. "The other is that it was some kind of observation post someone had set up."
"Someone like Security?"
"If it was, the Ryqril at the main Aegis entrance would have had a conveyer belt already set up to cart stuff out," Jensen pointed out. "That's why I wanted to go check that out right away."