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Updated: May 3, 2025
He spent several minutes winding the sticky plastic ribbon around Tallis' wrists and ankles. Then he took the gun from the Kerothi general's sleeve holster he had never been allowed one of his own and, holding it firmly in his right hand, he went on a tour of the ship. It was hard to move around.
The scattered Earth ships had suddenly found that they had been led into traps composed of hidden clusters of Kerothi ships. Naturally, the trick had never worked again for either side. "All right," MacMaine said when it was all over, "let's get on to Houston's World." The staff men, including Tallis, were already on their feet, congratulating MacMaine and shaking his hands.
There was no point in pursuing the fleeting Earth ships; that would only break up the solidity of the Kerothi deployment. The losers could afford to scatter; the winners could not. Early in the war, the Kerothi had used that trick against Earth; the Kerothi had broken and fled, and the Earth fleet had split up to chase them down.
Sebastian MacMaine let out his breath slowly, and only then realized that he had been holding it. "I am grateful, my sibling-by-choice," he said. General Tallis tapped his cigarette ash into a large blue ceramic ashtray. MacMaine could smell the acrid smoke from the alien plant matter that burned in the Kerothi cigarette a chopped-up inner bark from a Kerothi tree.
"It's no smoke screen," MacMaine said in a matter-of-fact tone. "I assure you that I have no intention of returning to Earth. If Keroth loses this war, then I will die either fighting for the Kerothi or by execution at the hands of Earthmen if I am captured.
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