Andnow you know, sauromician-that-was, that power is sand sliding through your hands. Thirteen tear-shaped globes spinning in an oval orbit leaked cold purple-blue light onto a windowlesslozenge-shaped chamber that, by its looks, could only be a Gyrgon laboratory. Miina's Five Sacred Dragons. She drew her ion pistol, and turned, briefly glancing over her shoulder, trying to locate Kasstna in thegrey mist.
Do you know him? At once, the conversation between Sornnn and Rada at Spice Jaxx's sprang into her mind. Tinyclouds of red dust floated in his wake. That was the problem, or part of it anyway. The three of them raced across the remaining span of the grav-bridge as ion fire broke out, whistling pastthem.
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