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crumbled. As Yakus had predicted, the muccax made the bone-jarring jump down without difficulty. The
dryzam made their worries seem absurd by floundering elegantly after them, taking part of the bank with it.

When they were a fifth of the way across the wide dry river, Savaya raised her needier. Michelos had
risen to his feet and was aiming his own weapon carefully when something shattered rock before him,
sending emerald sparks flying at his boots.

He dropped, and scrambled on his belly back behind the protective rise. "What happened? What the hell
happened?" He was looking around wildly.


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"Over there." Wuwit fired his own needier in the direction of a pile of boulders looming in the distance.
Michelos glanced down at Savaya angrily.

"I thought there were only supposed to be two of them!"

"Did you see more than that?" She too was furious at the unexpected opposition. She raised her head
slightly for a look, ducked back fast as another green energy bolt sizzled over their heads to impact on the
ground behind them.

"Neither the old man nor the boy said anything about having a separate escort, I suppose?" Michelos's
tone was accusing. "If they suspected they might be followed they wouldn't want to advertise their
protection, would they?" Then he frowned, thoughtful. "But in that case, why mention the mine so boldly
at all?"

"It doesn't make sense, I'm telling you!" Savaya glared at him as she hugged sand.

"Someone's trying to kill us and you two lie there arguing." Wuwit sounded disgusted. Rising, he
snapped off a shot from his weapon. More green bolts answered. Soon the three of them were exchanging
steady fire with whoever lay sequestered in the tall pile of rocks.




When the first energy bolt had exploded behind them, Flinx and Yakus had reined in their mounts and
turned sharply to look behind them.

"We've been followed!" Yakus was more upset than panicked. "We're under attack and—"

Flinx shook his head crisply. "Followed, most likely." He sounded puzzled. "But they're shooting at
each other, not at us."

Yakus had learned long ago not to question providence. "Come on, boy!" He spurred his muccax and
called a loud "hup!" back to the dryzam. Then they were racing full speed for the still-distant mine...