Adventure stories; Science fiction; Space warfare -- Fiction
A full fifth of their vast, long line of ships that dead sun crashed
through, as though through so many flies, annihilating in that instant
thousands of their ships! Shattered by that awful blow, their fleet
already depleted like ours by the fury of our great battle so far,
the serpent-ships reeled back from us, while we leapt in turn toward
them. But instead of racing on with us they were slowing, were halting,
were massing together, were turning, gathered now in a compact mass,
and were racing back--back toward the Cancer cluster, back toward the
galaxy's edge!
"They're fleeing!" My cry was a great shout of triumph. "We've beaten
them--they're fleeing before us!"
Jhul Din was shouting hoarsely too, now, as I swiftly pressed on the
keys before me, our long line of ships massing instantly together
in close pursuit-formation and then flashing after the fleeing
serpent-fleet. Not many more ships than that fleet did our own number,
even now, yet before us the thousands of serpent-ships, close-massed
together like ourselves, were racing back toward the galaxy's edge at
their utmost speed, between the suns and past the swinging worlds, on
and on. Nearer and nearer with each moment, though, we were drawing
toward them, swiftly overhauling them, until within moments more they
were visible just ahead of us, fleeing still from before us as steadily
we overtook them. Then, as we flashed there between the flaming,
thundering suns, as we seemed about to overtake them entirely, to blast
them with our crumpling shafts of force, I saw a full hundred of their
ships drop behind the rest of their mass; a hundred great oval ships
different from the rest in that the rear portion of their oval had been
truncated, cut squarely off, presenting toward us on each a round, flat
surface that suddenly shone with brilliant red light!
An abrupt instinct of danger flashed through me in that moment, and my
hands flashed down to the keys, to signal to our great mass of ships
to slow our pursuit. But in the moment that they did so the thing had
happened. For as our close-massed fleet raced on, after those hundred
red-glowing ships ahead that lay between us and the serpent-fleet,
it was as though a gigantic hand had in the next moment grasped the
compact mass of our ships and scattered them in all directions like a
handful of sand, throwing Jhul Din and me to the floor as our ship was
hurled blindly away with terrific force, scattering our compact-massed
fleet in a single instant across all the heavens, for millions upon
millions of miles! And as we were flung thus blindly outward I cried
aloud.
"Those red-glowing serpent-ships!" I cried, "They've generated
colossal ether-currents behind them as they fled on--ether-currents
that have shattered our fleet!"
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