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"I thought if the maid and the blasted one were gone, that you would follow. Then I would be alone with the Goddess once more. Cherkis will not slay them and Cherkis will welcome you and give the maid and the blasted one back to you for the arts that you can teach him. "Mercy, Masters, I meant no harm bid the Goddess be merciful!"
"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.
Ventnor's hand thrust out, covered Ruth's mouth, choking her crying. "Your son" Norhala spoke swiftly; and back flashed the cruel face of Cherkis, devouring her with his eyes. "Your son and Queenship here and Empire of the World." Her voice was rapt, thrilled. "All this you offer? Me Norhala?" "This and more!" The huge bulk of his body quivered with eagerness.
And there is that chasm she spanned for us. How can we cross THAT? The tunnel to the ruins was sealed. There remains of possible roads the way through the forest to what was the City of Cherkis. Frankly I am loathe to take it. "I am not at all sure that all the armored men were slain that some few may not have escaped and be lurking there.
He peered down it, glancing imperturbably at the upraised, hammer-banded arms still threatening; examined again the breach. Then still with Kulun he strode over to the very edge of the broken battlement and stood, head thrust a little forward, studying us in silence. "Cherkis!" whispered Norhala the whisper was a hymn to Nemesis. I felt her body quiver from head to foot.
"They were taken." "Taken!" I gasped. "Taken by what these?" I swept my hands out toward the Metal Things milling around us. "No! THESE are mine. These are they who obey me." The golden voice now shrilled with her passion. "Taken by men!" Drake had read my face although he could not understand our words. "Ruth " "Taken," I said. "Both Ruth and Ventnor. Taken by the armored men the men of Cherkis!"
Mockingly rang her laughter and under its lash the black eyes grew fiercer, the cruelty on the white face darkened. "Little man whose words are so big! Fly who thunders! What are you called, little man?" Her raillery bit deep but its menace passed unheeded in the rage it called forth. "I am Kulun," shouted the man in scarlet armor. "Kulun, the son of Cherkis the Mighty, and captain of his hosts.
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