stepped ahead, bending his head down, as Shababu kneeled. Rogue continued with quiet voice. “About you… You uncovered perfectly to cut you down in one blow!”

He finished with roar and rushed ahead. It was almost impossible, but old and experienced warrior as Dhalimu allowed enemy to surprise him. In moment when one-eyed attacked he was in very uncomfortable position, unable to react quick enough. Rogue leader sprang ahead with extended claws, aiming at neck of white adversary. But then came a player that no one expected to join. Zira pounced in the air even before Shababu did and grabbed enemy’s paw.

Lions don’t use advanced match and physics. But simple rule that energy is a product of half of mass and square of speed was intuitively know to Zira. She was much lighter than giant lion, but she knew she could be almost as efficient – the only requirement that she was moving fast. Her instant charge couldn’t stop serious momentous of enemy, but blow of kinetic energy delivered directly to head of rogue almost squashed his spine and pushed his out of the trajectory.

“Zira!” called terrified Sparthi, seeing as his sister falls down, in wrestling embrace with Shababu.

Dhalimu regained his cold blood. He allowed Sparthi to engage rogue leader, but he stayed in place. He knew that it was just a signal for rest of party to attack. And in fact – from grasses emerged silhouettes of lions, running in tight line to defenders. They wanted to pass their leader by, but white lion attacked nearest opponent, making a break in formation.

“King!” roared Shababu. “Kill the king!” and grabbed Zira’s throat with single paw.

Sparthi plunged his teeth into limb of enemy. He clenched his jaws with all might he had and he felt one of this fangs reaching bone. In next second came a terrible blow into his head, because pain didn’t stopped Shababu – it only enraged him even more. Young lion was thrown aside (with some of enemy’s fur and meat in mouth) and rolled several times. He was on the edge of consciousness and he failed to regain initiative before one-eyed struck again.

ng at random, he hit rogue few times. Right on time – seconds before Zira’s trachea would be squashed by Shababu grip. But rogue leader let loose for second to push prince away. Using that opportunity, princess rolled aside, regaining partially her freedom and bit side of enemy. Just after she felt as her hind legs were freed from Shababu’s body. She stood up and jumped aside. Fighting giant male in point blank range was a bad idea.

Meanwhile Dhalimu was put in even worse danger. He was commanding High Lionesses, trying to stop remaining five enemies. But rogues knew perfectly that white male was a mastermind of defence, so it seemed that all attackers targeted him. All was going according to the plan. Dhalimu backed to the centre of clearing, letting lionesses surround enemies and they all were close to finish their trap. But to made it successfully, wandered had to give that final order and to give it, he had to survive – what was at that moment very unlikely.

Dhalimu was fighting with at least two enemies, when rest of rogues just covered companions from attacks of local lionesses. Unfortunately they quickly noticed that Rama was skilled and independent fighter, who was able even to take over command, when white lion was down. That was why rogues took down greyfurred in initial strike, knocking her out. They had no time to finish her, but the expected result was done anyway – second in command stayed unable to give any order.

Meanwhile wandered was drawing back, feeling more and more bruises and cuts on his paws. He was blocking every blow struck at him, but his body yelled for a break. Rogues recognised his weakness – as old lion he got tired quickly. So they just were keeping exhaust him, waiting for any error he could make.

Dhalimu was desperately looking for any opportunity to stop that danger process. He gave a careful look on his enemies, then noticed that his main adversaries were two lion – one mature, yellowmaned, looking as experienced warrior, but second was brownmaned youngster, fighting with not more than half of his companion spirit. That was his chance – he aimed and when another strike of younger foe came, he didn’t block it, but just grabbed youngster’s paws, pulling hard. Young lion tripped and fell down to enemy’s feet. Dhalimu raised his paw to finish him, but then heard a growl of second foe.

“No! You won’t hurt Sukari!”

Keme rushed on white lion with all his mass and thanks that enemy was unshielded, overturned him. Both felines rolled back, but prepared rogue managed to severally blow defender’s head, knocking him down.

Zira and Sparthi were fighting for life and they both felt a bit strange as they succeeded. While princess was with desperate strength holding front paws of rogue, Sparthi managed to deliver powerful blow in enemy’s head. He stood up, ready to finish the job, but then he was hit in back by some great mass. He fell down to learn that object was his unconscious uncle Dhalimu. Sparthi managed to jump aside in last second before Keme’s paws reached him.

And then circle of lionesses broke. Five rogues got inside, circling knocked leaders, Zira and Sparthi. Keme managed to plunge his claws deep into Sparthi’s shoulder and press down. Prince gasped in pain and tripped down. Zira rushed on enemy, trying to rid him off her brother, then froze in place, seeing brownmaned lion just next to Keme.

“Sukari…” she gasped, shocked.

“Zira…” replied young Just after she felt as her hind legs were freed from Shababu’s body. She stood up and jumped aside. Fighting giant male in point blank range was a bad idea.

Meanwhile Dhalimu was put in even worse danger. He was commanding High Lionesses, trying to stop remaining five enemies. But rogues knew perfectly that white male was a mastermind of defence, so it seemed that all attackers targeted him. All was going according to the plan. Dhalimu backed to the centre of clearing, letting lionesses surround enemies and they all were close to finish their trap. But to made it successfully, wandered had to give that final order and to give it, he had to survive – what was at that moment very unlikely.

Dhalimu was fighting with at least two enemies, when rest of rogues just covered companions from attacks of local lionesses. Unfortunately they quickly noticed that Rama was skilled and independent fighter, who was able even to take over command, when white lion was down. That was why rogues took down greyfurred in initial strike, knocking her out. They had no time to finish her, but the expected result was done anyway – second in command stayed unable to give any order.

Meanwhile wandered was drawing back, feeling more and more bruises and cuts on his paws. He was blocking every blow struck at him, but his body yelled for a break. Rogues recognised his weakness – as old lion he got tired quickly. So they just were keeping exhaust him, waiting for any error he could make.

Dhalimu was desperately looking for any opportunity to stop that danger process. He gave a careful look on his enemies, then noticed that his main adversaries were two lion – one mature, yellowmaned, looking as experienced warrior, but second was brownmaned youngster, fighting with not more than half of his companion spirit. That was his chance – he aimed and when another strike of younger foe came, he didn’t block it, but just grabbed youngster’s paws, pulling hard. Young lion tripped and fell down to enemy’s feet. Dhalimu raised his paw to finish him, but then heard a growl of second foe.

“No! You won’t hurt Sukari!”

Keme rushed on white lion with all his mass and thanks that enemy was unshielded, overturned him. Both felines rolled back, but prepared rogue managed to severally blow defender’s head, knocking him down.

Zira and Sparthi were fighting for life and they both felt a bit strange as they succeeded. While princess was with desperate strength holding front paws of rogue, Sparthi managed to deliver powerful blow in enemy’s head. He stood up, ready to finish the job, but then he was hit in back by some great mass. He fell down to learn that object was his unconscious uncle Dhalimu. Sparthi managed to jump aside in last second before Keme’s paws reached him.

And then circle of lionesses broke. Five rogues got inside, circling knocked leaders, Zira and Sparthi. Keme managed to plunge his claws deep into Sparthi’s shoulder and press down. Prince gasped in pain and tripped down. Zira rogue, standing right next to kitty.

“It’s you… why…” whispered Zira. She wanted to pounce on yellowmaned, but Sukari was blocking the way.

“It just…” started lion, then finished with almost crying voice. “I didn’t want it!”

“Sukari, finish him!” called Gebali. “We can’t hold them much longer.”

Rogues were surrounded by circle of lioness – they had pierced line of defenders and breached in, but because they were so successful, they became trapped. In centre laid two knocked down lions, Sparthi wrestling with Keme and Zira, standing against Sukari.

“Do it now, boy!” called yellowmaned. “Just finish their leader and were victors.

“I won’t let you do this!” gasped Zira and stepped aside, to shield her helpless uncle.

Sukari looked on her, then of unconscious whitefurred and then turned to Keme. His muzzle narrowed in sudden decisiveness and he said with quiet voice, for only Keme to hear.

“I’m so sorry, Keme, but I can’t do it. As you said – I’m choosing instantly what is best for me.” Then growled with all his might. “STOP!” Before Zira stopped him, he jumped ahead, but not to Dhalimu, but to Shababu. He put his paw on rogue’s throat. “Keme, go away!”

“WHAT!?” yelled in the same time yellowmaned, Sprathi and Zira.”

“I guess I have to save your neck for the second time.” Smiled brownmaned to princess.

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