UnNown: Warrior leaped onto Cheggars's back. If they wanted him, they had to catch him first. Warrior adjusted his sword and smiled. To bail, he had to use the front door, where Macho and his men were banging. But he had one element on his side-surpise. As if to know what Warrior was thinking, Cheggars tensed his muscles. He loved surpises as much as Warrior did. With a nudge of his heels, Cheggars leped forwrd and bought the door down charshing. Macho and his gang jumped out of the way and stared. Cheggars reared up and kicked those in the way, narrowly missing Macho. And then he galloped out there! Making a sharp turn right, Cheggars sprinted arcross the cobble grounds. Cheggars perked his ears, and could hear their outraged screaming and hear them running after he and his master. "Let's give them a wild goose chase, Cheggars!" Warrior laughed into the night as his cloak streamed out like waves behind him. Those who say outlaws have no humor are wrong; they did have humor, but in a twisted way. And Warrior, being no exception, thought being chased by blood thirsting mobs, was funny. Cheggars whinneyed with his master, as though he ,too, thought it as funny. "If they want me, they have to go the Warriors Way." A dead silence came from above. No one, except Warrior and Cheggars, went the Warriors way.