Tales of the Red Panda: Pyramid of Peril
“a deep voice boomed from what seemed like somewhere far away. The Red Panda shook his head as he forced himself back to consciousness. His hand moved reflexively to his face, but he was unable to complete the motion. Grimly, he realized that his arms were bound behind his back.
“Rope,” he thought. “Well, that won’t take long when the moment comes.”
But this was not the time. His eyes opened beneath his mask and he saw the tall, dark shape of Thatcher looming over him. No… not over him, ...over a wiry man in a dark suit and a fez who was sitting on the ground holding his left arm in considerable pain. “Hello El-Nemr,” the Red Panda smiled. “Still alive, I see.”
El-Nemr said nothing, but glowered at the man in the mask. The Red Panda turned his head and saw another man, dressed much like El-Nemr, lying prone in the sand as if he had caught the full weight of the mask’s electrical charge. It was a safety feature in case their enemies tried to remove their masks, and it usually succeeded in making people very angry.MoreLess
“Rope,” he thought. “Well, that won’t take long when the moment comes.”
But this was not the time. His eyes opened beneath his mask and he saw the tall, dark shape of Thatcher looming over him. No… not over him, ...over a wiry man in a dark suit and a fez who was sitting on the ground holding his left arm in considerable pain. “Hello El-Nemr,” the Red Panda smiled. “Still alive, I see.”
El-Nemr said nothing, but glowered at the man in the mask. The Red Panda turned his head and saw another man, dressed much like El-Nemr, lying prone in the sand as if he had caught the full weight of the mask’s electrical charge. It was a safety feature in case their enemies tried to remove their masks, and it usually succeeded in making people very angry.MoreLess
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