The busy spacecraft of Captor Fleet had torn away a tremendous strip of the citys skin. Pandemonium lay exposed, a hive of cells still sparking with defenses. Corpses floated away in a pestilential cloud of black dots. The ships pulled a square kilometer of transparent skin over the wound and moved inside to work. Nothing was to be lost.
One of Old Grendels daughters held the river hereabouts. Old Grendel moved up a tributary. Why fight her own blood, when far more interesting prey were about She had a score of crabs trapped here. They hadnt tried to crawl past her they were crawling upstream, and Old Grendel followed at her leisure.
Great things with small . . .
The one who had killed Strongest One, that was Strongest One now. If Old Grendel could reach her as she fled . . . what would she do Work out her rage on the weird who was the ruin of all her ambitions Or force that one to serve her, teach her It didnt matter. That one was beyond Old Grendels reach.
Cadmann laughed. Older than you think, boy. Aaron was right. There was something different about his attitude. He was thinking of everything in the past. Looking back like . . . an old man. Christ. When had that happened
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