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Updated: June 9, 2025
Rover," now they spoke directly to Torgul, "we can not put your men within the citadel by desiring not without certain aids which lie sealed there now. No, we, ourselves, must win inside bodily and then ... then, perhaps, we can pull tight the lines of our net!" "To run a cruiser through the gate " Torgul began. "No, not a ship, Captain.
There was a break in the line of runners speeding for him. The big man lunging straight across could only be Vistur; the other, yelling orders, was Torgul. It would depend upon how much control the Captain had over his men. Ross scrambled to his feet. He had clicked on the beamer to its lowest frequency.
"What ?" Torgul began and then schooled his voice to a more normal tone. "Those were from the sea?" He was gentle in his questioning. "They came out of the sea, using weapons against which we had no defense?" She nodded. "Yes, they made very sure that only the dead remained. But I had gone to the Shrine of Phutka, since it was my day of duty, and Phutka's power threw its shade over me.
We are a people who have never as many women as there are men who wish to bring them into the home cabin. And no clan has as many children as they hope the Shades will send them." "Then who?" When Torgul did not answer at once Ross glanced at the Captain, and what the Terran thought he saw showing for an instant in the other's eyes was a revelation of danger.
"You have heard what the prisoners said or thought. Yes, they would seek out such knowledge and we would have this chance to capture them " "With what?" Torgul demanded. "I am not Ongal to argue that it is better to die in pursuit of blood payment than to take an enemy or enemies with me! What chance have we against their powers?" "Ask that of them!" Ross nodded toward the still silent tent.
That odd misty quality this day held provided a murk hard to pierce, but the men were gesturing at a low-riding object rolling with the waves. That was near enough for even Ross to be able to distinguish a small boat akin to the one in which he, Karara, and Loketh had dared the sea gate of the Foanna. Torgul took up a great curved shell hanging by a thong on the mainmast.
But Ashe and Ross remained with Torgul and his officers, striving to bring organization out of the chaos about them. "We must know just where their lair lies," Torgul stated the obvious. "The mountains you believe, and they can fly in sky ships to and from that point. Well" he spread out a chart "here are the mountains on this island, running so.
"The Foanna have a powerful magic; they can order wind and wave, man and creature if so be their will. Well might these killers fear the Foanna!" "Yet now they move against them," Ross pointed out, still eyeing Torgul. The Captain's reply was a small, quiet smile. "Not directly, as you have heard.
And the Captain himself was one of those who moved to obey. Loketh came out of the sea first and as he scrambled over the rail he had his sword ready, looking from Ross to Torgul. The Terran held up empty hands and smiled. "No trouble now." Loketh snapped up his mask. "So the Sea Maid said the finned ones reported. Yet before, these thirsted for your blood on their blades.
"If they are still there, that we can put to the test," Torgul replied grimly, and a murmur from his officers bore out his determination. "And lose all the rest of you?" Ross retorted coldly. "I have met these before; they can will a man to obey them. Look you " He slammed his left hand flat on the table. The ridges of scar tissue were plain against his tanned skin.
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