Bariyan was too focused on Martin to notice Lance until the boy suddenly turned. Bariyan's eyes widened, and he grimaced. Damn, damn.

"Lance!" Bariyan shouted, his voice still a wreck, but now loud enough to carry over the square. He said no more. The sight of Martin hurtling forwards would have to serve as the rest of his warning.

At the same time, Bariyan finally made his lunge. Hoping to get at Martin before the boy reached Lance. Gods, he should have just put Martin to sleep when he had the chance....