masterly touch

The fool was out before his back hit the sand.   Gullible idiot  ..  falling for some slight-of-hand  ..  oldest trick in the book.
Kobo grabbed his legs  …  with ease dragged the unconscious weight on his back over to the trees.  No effort, no resistance.  Easy as anything to haul him upright by his arms  ..  slumped off the branch above his head.

He broke off a leg from the goat.  Kobo had earned it.  Patiently gnawing away.  Patiently waiting for the barbarian fool to come back  ….
Sustaining himself….  before Kobo put on the squeeze  …..


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