The crowds ran & shouted outside just after the 1st blow. She pulled out her 2m club & slammed the other so hard, she knocked o’er Jagga’s pyramid. She whipped out her own & charged @ the other, holding it ‘tween her 2 hands & using it to choke the other down while she gnawed on her face.
The sounds o’ slamming could be heard from outside; but now the crowds, safely ‘way from the brawl, were less fearful & mo’ curious.
“¿What happened this time?” said 1 with not panic, but petulance.
“Someone insulted her painting. Said it wasn’t true art ’cause it didn’t look like anything real. I must say, these modern artists are causing chaos all o’er the caves.”