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Updated: June 28, 2025
Suppose, just suppose Torgul could be persuaded that this attack on the gutted Kyn Add was useless. Would the Rover commander take them back to the Foanna keep? Or with the dolphins and the skiff could Ross himself return to make the try? That he could make it on his own, Ross doubted. Excitement and will power had buoyed him up throughout the past Hawaikan day and night.
There were two dolphins in action now, Ross saw, playing the dragon as matadors might play a bull, keeping the creature disturbed by their agile maneuvers. Whatever prey came naturally to the Hawaikan monster was not of this type, and the creature was not prepared to deal effectively with their teasing, dodging tactics.
But so far their plan was working; the monsters of the Hawaikan sea were on their way. Baldies "Ohhhh!" Karara clutched at Ross, her breath coming in little gasps, giving vent to her fear and horror. They had not known what might come from this plan; certainly neither had foreseen the present chaos in the lagoon.
The charge came at last as the crew grew impatient and yelled their impatience to see the prisoner taught a lesson. But Ross did not believe it was that which sent Vistur at him. The Hawaikan simply thought he knew the best way to take the Terran. Ross ducked so that a hammer blow merely grazed him. But the Terran's stiffened hand swept sidewise in a judo chop.
He wanted information; he must have it! To be so ignorant of what was going on was unbearable frustration. If they were now prisoners in a ship leaving the island behind.... The threat of that was enough to set Ross struggling with his bonds until he lay panting with exhaustion. "Rossss?" Only a Hawaikan could make that name a hiss. "Here! Loketh?" But of course it was Loketh. "I am here."
The Hawaikan was left to lie but, at a gesture from the officer, Ross was set on his feet. He could see the nature of his bonds now, a network of dull gray strands, shriveled and stinking, but not giving in the least when he made another try at moving his arms. "Ho " The officer grinned. "This fish does not like the net! You have teeth, fish. Use them, slash yourself free."
Ross recognized the limping gait of Loketh using a branch to aid him into a running scuttle across the open. "Loketh here!" The Hawaikan covered the last few feet in a dive which carried him into Ross and the Rover. "Hold him," the Terran ordered and had just time enough to throw himself between the Baldies and the rest of the crew.
Do we join any, then their quarrels must also become ours." Taua nosed the ledge behind the girl, squeaked a demand for attention. Karara looked around at Loketh; her look was as searching as the one the native had earlier turned on her and Ross. "He" the girl nodded at the Hawaikan "wishes to know if you trust him.
"He has never known such communication before." "Can they ask him questions?" demanded Ross. If this odd mental tie between Terran dolphin and Hawaikan did exist, then there was a chance to learn about this world. "They can try. Now he only knows fear, and they must break through that." What followed was the most unusual four-sided conversation Ross could have ever imagined.
What if he could not find Gordon at all? But he would he had to! "I'll be back here" he checked his watch, no longer an accurate timekeeper, for Hawaikan days held an hour more than the Terran twenty-four, but the settlers kept the off-world measurement to check on work periods "in, say, two hours. You should know by then about the gate, and I'll have some idea of the situation along the shore.
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