Bizarre to see them grouped around such a primitive bloodstained artifact, he thought. Bartta jerked back on her hair withthe archdaemon's powerful blue-black tongue. She lunged for his dagger but he grabbedher forefinger, bent it back. Tettsie said mildly, When can I see the painting? We're almost finished for today.
Come just a bit closer. He nodded to her, led her out of the crowded corridorand into a small, dimly lighted cubicle lined with locked metal cabinets. Rekkk put his arm around her and looked to the Teyj, who had gone on to reconnoiter. She closed her eyes against the image, saw instead thecharred and twisted bodies of her former compatriots with only the columns of black oily smoke to marktheir passing.
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