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Updated: May 17, 2025
And split the guard with me tonight. Whatever I do in the morning will be on my shoulders and no concern of yours." "He is returning," Ijale hissed, and a moment later Snarbi came up through the high grass. "Got a cervo," he announced proudly, and dropped the animal down before them. "Cut him up, makes good chops and roast. We eat tonight."
It roared merrily but when he tapped the indicator he saw the fuel was almost gone. There would be enough left in the last jug to take them to safety before whatever trouble Snarbi was planning arrived. But the jug was gone. "That tears it," Jason said resignedly after a hectic search of the caroj and the surrounding plain.
"Mikah, and you, too, you cowering slob Snarbi you, get behind this thing and push," Jason said. "What has happened," Mikah asked. "Have you started this revolution? If so I will give no aid...." "We're escaping, if that's all right with you. Just I, Ijale and a guide to show us the way. You don't have to come " "I will join you. There is nothing criminal in escaping from these barbarians."
The commander of the soldiers swung his thick bow in a short arc that terminated on the top of Mikah's head: he dropped stunned to the floor. "You have a new slave, oh Hertug," the commander said. "Which is the one who knows the secrets of the caroj?" the Hertug asked and Snarbi pointed at Jason. "Him there, oh mightiness.
"Keep an eye on the engine and I'll be back as soon as I can," he said, jumping to the ground and loading on equipment. "You want me to do what? Stay here with this devil machine? I cannot! It will burn and consume me " "Act your age, Snarbi, your physical age if not your mental one. This rolling junk pile was made by men and repaired and improved by me, no demons involved.
He picked out the clay that covered the cut he had made in his leg-cuffs and tackled the soft iron with vigor; within three minutes they were lying on the floor. "You a magician?" Snarbi whispered, shuddering back. "Mechanic. On this planet they're the same thing." He looked around but the exhausted slaves were all asleep and had heard nothing.
Snarbi shook the tools and burnt fragments out onto the floor and the Hertug curled his lip at them. "What proof is this?" he asked, and turned to Jason. "These things mean nothing. How can you prove to me, slave, that you can do the things he says?"
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