A few of the men gathered outside the gate exchanged glances.
One man's sleeve shifted.
A black shadow flashed on the dirt below them, and a hurried voice immediately cried out: "Aiya, snake!"
The crowd reacted and everyone was jumping here and dodging there, and in the chaotic shuffle a man was squeezed and pushed and shoved and ended up stumbling over to the carriage train and falling under one of the coaches!
The crowd cried out anew.
The man underneath the wheels of the carriage seemed to be in a full blown panic, yelling and kicking and punching, generally making a lot of noise and pounding on the bottom of the carriage. He reached up to grab onto the sides of the coach's underbelly as if it steady himself.
His flailing hid the shimmer of dark light flashing in the crook of his arm.