It was five long days before the Fergusons decided to take their chances and fight. They hid behind the darkness of night and slid down ropes on the outside of the wall to the moat. On the other side of the moat, the MacGreagor and Cameron warriors were waiting. When Kevin gave the order, men began to run around the moat lighting torches, and soon the air was filled with the sounds of clashing swords, shouts and the screams of men as they met their deaths.
The MacGreagors were so filled with rage over the slain family and the attack on their home, that half the Fergusons didn't even make it out of the water. The other half were so poorly trained, cutting them down seemed like child's play. There was little honor in a battle against helpless men and Kevin soon called a halt to the slaughter. He told Justin and Connor to ride around the village and estimate the number of Fergusons now outside. Most were, so he sent several men back through the hidden doors in the wall to lower the bridge.
As soon as the bridge came down Kevin, Justin and Connor started in. Other MacGreagors followed carrying torches and soon the courtyard was well lit, but not one Ferguson warrior dared show himself.
On the Keep steps, Laird Ferguson sat cowering with his body tightly curled up and his hands up to protect his head. But when Kevin drew his sword and started up the steps, Ferguson quickly got up and ran back up to the landing. Then he jumped off. But Connor and Justin also had their swords drawn and they were blocking his escape.
Kevin took his time jumping down behind Ferguson. He wanted the man to think about his crime before he died and he was in no hurry to kill him. Finally, Ferguson turned, faced Kevin and drew his sword. Then he let it slip from his hand.
Ferguson's cowardice further enraged him and fury blazed in Kevin's eyes. "God condemns the lad who hurts a woman or a child… and so do I." He thrust his sword into the man's stomach and quickly pulled it out. As soon as Ferguson slumped to his knees, Kevin put a foot on his chest and shoved him to the ground.
Kevin ignored Ferguson's moan, walked back over the bridge and raised his hand. "Bring all the Fergusons to face me." Some of his men pushed those in the front toward the bridge while more ran around the outside of the moat to gather the others. It took time to round all of them up, but Kevin was in no hurry.