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he leads a life as charmed as that girl we have been chasing."
He paused a moment, then said in disgust, "Augh! He has
bested me for so long he has gotten me trained to his mind-
set. Damn him!"

He got control of himself, then added, calmly, "We al-
ready have forces in the region. They can seal it off, block
immediate word of the tragedy, and control that word when
the navigators dare approach."

The general nodded. "And when do you plan this demon-
stration to occur?"

"It must be early enough to serve as such, and build
confidence. 1 assume that you will be assembling the General
Staff for the final preparations. That will take a few weeks.
All right. Four weeks. Four weeks from today, at precisely
two in the morning Masalur time. That will mean most of
them will be asleep and there will be little time to flee or act
on a major alarm. That date and time and the object are
classified from this point. General Staff only, not even aides.
We need enough people to know that we are the ones who did
it and to be able to get that word back. Not enough to leak to
Boolean or be intercepted by spies. You understand?"

"Perfectly, sir. The timing will also be right in that it will
spur our forces onward to assemble on the ready and will also
be rather short even if the Akhbreed suspect. We will know if
they do by whether or not an assault is made upon us here."

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Klittichom chuckled. "Yes, and even if they do they will
find us gone, and there wilt be too little time to take proper
countermeasures. Very well, General, it is decided. In twenty-
eight days Masalur will cease to exist. And perhaps Boolean
and his fat bitch as well."

The Storm Princess stared at the sorcerer. ' 'Then I should
get in some last-minute practice with you, I should think. I
am relieved that the waiting is over and that we will finally
act. The General can take care of the military matters here.
You and I, Lord Klittichom, should leave for the Command
Center as quickly as possible."

The homed one nodded. "I agree. It is all or nothing. The
die is here irrevocably cast. Now we will seize the threads of
Destiny and play them to their ends, and, no matter what