.. and a voice cut through the static.
"Is anyone picking this up? Is anyone there?"
It was Mara's voice.
Rynason knelt beside the set and took the mike from Stoworth's hand.
"This is Lee. Are you hurt?"
"Lee?"
"I hear you. Are you hurt?"
"Not badly. Lee, what are you doing? I saw the flyers land."
"Manning wants to attack the city as soon as the land party gets here.
What's going on there?"
"I'm ... in the temple. I've been trying to communicate with them. I've
got an interpreter, but they don't listen to what I say. Lee, this is
incredible here! They've brought out a lot of weapons ... some of them
don't work. The hall is half-filled with dust and sand, and they move so
clumsily! They're trying to hurry, because they saw you too, but it's
like ... like they've forgotten how. They think they can get rid of us
all, but they.... It's pitiful--they're so slow."
"Those disintegrators aren't slow," Rynason said. Manning was standing
beside him; he dropped a hand on his shoulder, but Rynason shook it off.
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