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Upon the tops of the first rank were enormous masses, sledge shaped like those metal fists that had battered down the walls of Cherkis's city but to them as the human hand is to the paw of the dinosaur.
"Whence did They come?" His voice was clear and calm, the eyes beneath the red brand clear and quiet, too. "Whence did They come these Things that carry us? That strode like destroying angels over Cherkis's city? Are they spawn of Earth as we are? Or are they foster children changelings from another star? "These creatures that when many still are one that when one still are many.
"Take him, then." Down swept the metal arm that held Kulun. The arm dropped Cherkis's son at Cherkis's feet; and as though Kulun had been a grape it crushed him! Before those who had seen could stir from their stupor the tentacle hovered over Cherkis, glaring down at the horror that had been his son. It did not strike him it drew him up to it as a magnet draws a pin.
Swiftly as it had swept forth it returned, coiled and dropped those two I loved at Norhala's feet. It flashed back on high with the scarlet length of Cherkis's son sprawled along its angled end. The great body of Cherkis seemed to wither. Up from all the wall went a tempestuous sigh of horror. Out rang the merciless chimes of Norhala's laughter. "Tchai!" she cried. "Tchai! Fat fool there.
A fair, a lovely city was Cherkis's stronghold of Ruszark. Its beauty filled the eyes; out from it streamed the fragrance of its gardens the voice of its agony was that of the souls in Dis. The row of destroying shapes lengthened, each huge warrior of metal drawing far apart from its mates. They flexed their manifold arms, shadow boxed grotesquely, dreadfully. Down struck the flails, the sledges.
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