The Khagggun had already established a grav-bridge from theconvoy to the cliff, and more were on the way. To his consternation the DarSala-at was a young female. Another strip. Using her momentary advantage, Riane darted away from the Gyrgon, heading toward the near parapet.
She backed away, her heart sick butknowing that for the moment at least she was powerless to stop the evil threading its way through theabbey. There were no cushions or carpets, nolow chased-bronze tables, no decorations of any kind. And what of the Gyrgon? Sawakaq said. Are you speaking now of Kurgan? He has gone out of his way to treat me as an ally, a friend, even.
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