A Counterattack - Part 4

When a voice called out to him, Beam had to glare hard into the shadows to see where it came from. After a moment, his eyes adjusted, and he noted a particularly big shadow.

"Oy! Beam! Over here!"

Beam moved towards them. Sat on a bundle of barrels, there was Judas, waiting, with chainmail over his chest as though he had been wearing it his whole life. There were five soldiers with him – the squadron that Lombard had promised.

The men seemed clearly comfortable with each other. From the way that Judas was lounging about, he too felt comfortable amongst them. That ability of Judas' to seemingly get on with any man was something that Beam marvelled at.

The men straightened a little as Beam approached. The large majority of the soldiers treated him with respect now, some even feared him. All knew of the feats of the Mountain Slayer, even if they looked down upon the peasantry.