Adventure stories; Science fiction; Space warfare -- Fiction
With every one of those attraction-ships destroyed, the pull that was
drawing us into the fiery maelstrom of light and heat was lessening
in strength, drawing us ever more slowly forward. But forward still
we were moving, pulled by the remaining attraction-ships that fought
still desperately against the thousand attacking craft, fighting to
the end in their great effort to destroy all our fleet. Into the
very inmost flaming heart of the great region we were plunging, now,
the whole universe about us seeming but a single thunderous inferno
of blood-like light and burning heat. Then, as choking and reeling
I felt the ship quiver violently with the approaching end, I saw
our thousand or less attacking ships beyond crashing down upon the
resisting attraction-ships in one irresistible, headlong charge, and
as those great disk-ships, flickering with attractive force, crumpled
and vanished beneath that last wild swoop, the pull upon us suddenly
relaxed, vanished also. The next moment we had shot the controls
sharply over, and our ship and all the ships behind it were shooting
out of that hell of heat and light into empty space once more.
Now, as we sped out into the clean cold void of space again, our ships
again taking up their formation and heading toward the galaxy, I turned
to Jhul Din.
"It's their last attempt to stop us!" I cried. "But we've won
clear--nothing can keep us from reaching them now!"
And as our great fleet again shot forward at full speed through the
void I stood now no longer tense or anxious but with the old lust
for battle burning up in me stood grimly silent with eyes upon the
universe ahead as its glowing mass of stars broadened across the
heavens before us. For now, I knew, we had plunged through the last
trap, the last delay, by which the serpent-creatures had planned to
hold back and destroy us, and now nothing could prevent the final
attack toward which we were racing. Our great flight outward from our
galaxy for help, our terrible captivity in the dying universe, our mad
flight to the Andromeda universe, and our struggle there in which one
of us had gone to his end, our sailing for the dying universe with
the great Andromedan fleet--all these things were drawing now toward
their climax, when we were to pour down on the Cancer cluster and the
serpent-creatures there in our great attack.
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