They were coming now--a horde of great silver ships that lanced through
the void like streaks of light, hurtling down on Gadar. The slim, sleek
_Chonya_ craft were with them, too ... the dull black _Malya_ flyers;
and Shane knew that his other calls had gotten through--that the worlds
and the asteroids were uniting against slavery and death and chaos.
A siren blasted shrill alarm. Quos Reggar's renegades swarmed onto the
ramp, racing for their ships to take up the challenge.
The light of battle shone in Shane's blue eyes. The reckless laugh
rose in his throat. With a jerk, he levered the slaver flagship's
great hatches shut. His thumb rammed home the contact button for the
interlacing belts of proton cannon that girded the craft.
The exploding flame of pronic blasts erupted across the short-range
visiscreen's whole viewer--searing the outlaws from the ramp, smashing
the slaver ships off their bases, turning the great volcanic pits to a
holocaust of flaming ruin.
And Shane the Earthman, _gar_ of the _Chonyas_, high lord of the
asteroids, laughed his wild, bold, reckless laugh and jammed the
contact button home again ... again ... again....
But now a voice came through the amplifier--Quos Reggar's voice,
shaking with rage and hate and fury: "Though it costs me my own ship,
I'll blast you, _chitza_! You'll sear as my men have seared--"
Shane flicked the switch. "Blast, then, Reggar! Blast--but you'll blast
the Lady Kyrsis with me!"
Beside him, Kyrsis screamed, "No Reggar! Not that--not that! The
meteors--"
Shane snapped the switch. "The meteors--?"
The silver woman's poise was gone. She shook her fist, and the
glittering metallic hair came tumbling down about her shoulders.
"You'll see, Earthman! You'll see! We have weapons such as you've never
dreamed of--"
* * * * *
Shane's eyes flicked back to the long-range visiscreen--to the silver
fleet that raced towards Gadar. It was closer now ... so close he could
see the fore-jets opening for the landing.
Only then, abruptly, the fleet was swerving--swinging wide in wild,
irregular maneuver.
And then the meteors came--bright balls of flame in swirling clouds
and clusters, with cores of stone and molten iron; flashing across the
screen in the path of the Federation fleet ... hurtling through space
in a murderous barrage.
And one ship swerved too late, and a great orange-and-purple monster
crashed into it with a burst of fire and sparking shards.
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