Varlik nodded, feeling uncomfortable-not because of the danger he was in,but because he was a problem to this man he admired. Fire from most of the turret guns ceased, but marinerifles sent scores of wire-thin beams sweeping and crisscrossing towardthe cadet muzzle blasts in a deadly, well-drilled pattern. And the floater has markings on it-numerals and letters-thatcould have been a military designation. Heklos was concerned that some elements of the army would try to exactrevenge.
He looked thoughtfully at her, then at the teleport. it, legs in the water, squeezing off roundafter round, while the rest ran up and hit the ground among them. I've come to speak with the T'swa. His shot struck the thin shoulder, knocking the boy backward intothe cabin, the submachine gun clattering onto the deck.
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