Progress rapid. The Smoleniriflemen had the cover of deep snow, which, along with distance, madethem poor targets. The damn brush was not only thick; it was about seven or eight feet talland loaded with snow. )The bard was describing the gathering of the packs, when Tso-Ban felthimself drawing out of the sellsu he'd melded
When at last the generalspoke, his voice was rough with emotion. Well, he'd hustle-load the teleport and getaway from there quickly. 00 hours, Lieutenant Trevelos, reading a novel on the computerscreen in his office, was interrupted by a knock. As you are here, of course.
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