main gate. He might think to slip through to leave the planet. Colm’s voice sounded in Linc’s head, bringing him to a stop.
Now that made more sense to Linc. We’ll try to intercept. Give me a better idea of where you think he’ll be as you approach.
Linc divided the men into two groups, sending them into the forest to help box the rogue in. He worked with Colm through their bond and was in position with the men, waiting. In spite of the contact with Colm, they were a little off in position. They had to move quickly to stop him from running right by them. The men surrounded Kynar, forming a wide circle around the man, but gave him no opportunity to get through any gaps. Colm and the other men arrived only a few moments later, taking up positions in the gaps in the circle.
Kynar drew a knife, but Linc wasn’t letting him force them to kill him. The people he’d harmed deserved to see him face justice as they would Laed. His eyes met Colm’s. They both stepped into the circle. Linc wasn’t going to face him one on one. They’d end this quickly so that they could get the two men off the planet and on the way to Scali Thent. Linc drew his sword, but tossed it out of the circle. He didn’t want to give the man any more weapons once he managed to get hold of him.
Linc and Colm circled the man slowly, letting him feel the rush of panic from being cornered and helpless. Kynar’s knife slashed toward Linc’s midsection. Linc jumped back, but Colm stepped in, wrenching the knife from Kynar’s grip and tossing it to the dirt near the edge of the circle of men. Kynar edged around a tree.
Linc narrowed his eyes. He knew what the man was trying to do. Kynar wouldn’t find it so easy to slip away from them or divide them. He and Colm kept circling, pushing him back to the center of the circle.
“You’re not going to die so easily. You have crimes to answer for.” Colm growled. I’ll stay back and just keep him where we want him. I want to rip him apart. I’m not sure I could hold back.
Linc grimaced. Colm wasn’t the only one who felt that way. The tiron within him raged and ripped at him, ready to burst free. It wanted to sink its fangs and claws deep into the man in front of him. The man who’d hurt his mate. Linc held the urge at bay.
The people of Scali Thent deserved a chance to see that Laed and Kynar truly had been caught and stopped. He knew if he’d been in that position, he’d wonder. That didn’t mean he was simply going to take the man down and secure him, although it was possible. Cami deserved justice as well. Laed had been taken down almost without a fight after Cami pulled the hostage away from him. The others would get their justice, but so would Cami.
Linc continued to circle, but each gliding step brought him a little closer to Kynar. The other man seemed to realize that the dance was almost over. Kynar swung, but Linc was barely within reach and leaned back to avoid it. Linc didn’t rush to respond. He wanted the man to feel the panic and the pain.
“I’ll escape before I ever return there to be killed before those fools.” Kynar snarled, his lips pulling back and baring his fangs. His face flushed red with anger and his breath burst from him in harsh rasps.
“Maybe if you were dealing with men from your old Thent, but not with us. Every man here knows real magic, not the corrupted form that you practiced. You’ll get there and in good physical condition.” Linc laughed and swung his fist for the other man’s jaw.
Kynar ducked and rushed at Linc. Linc’s feet glided out and back, taking him out of the path of the man’s ramming shoulder. He slapped a palm into the middle of Kynar’s back as he barreled past him.
Kynar screamed in rage. “I’ll make you kill me.”
Not going to happen, especially now that Linc knew how much the man wanted it. As Kynar wheeled around to face him, Linc took a step forward and drove his fist into the man’s face. Kynar stumbled back. He regained his footing and lunged forward. Linc didn’t have time to sidestep this time. Kynar’s arms pinned Linc’s.