The blaster fire of the Guardsmen met them, pale blue beams that blossomed into brief incandescence when they struck. Curry's guards added their fire, their reactions slower than those of the Guardsmen. The guards along the other three lines turned to help halt the attack, the south line guards firing across the Outlander camp. The front rank of monsters went down, with them the leader. For an instant the onslaught slowed, leaderless and uncertain, then the monster that had been behind the leader gave the commanding howl and the others surged ahead again. At that moment, when the attention of every guard in every guard line was on the north perimeter attack, the Outlander dog broke loose from whoever had been holding her. She ignored the attack from the north and was a blur as she went through the south guard line, screaming a snarl of warning and her leash whipping in the air behind her. She vanished behind the guard line and Thane swung his searchlight. Five monsters were almost upon the backs of the unsuspecting guards, charging without sound. His blaster beam raked at them and two went down. The others struck three guards with their bodies, knocking them to the ground before they could fire. Then the monsters passed on, to lurch a dozen steps and fall limply to the ground. They did not even twitch after they fell. He saw, when he reached the first one, that it was dead. So were the other two. Yet there was not a blaster mark on them. Then he saw another thing. One of the monsters had fallen with its jaws slackly open and its teeth were visible. They were blunt and even. Despite their ferocious appearance, the monsters were only herbivores. The three fallen guards were getting to their feet, apparently unharmed. Along the north perimeter the attack was over as suddenly as it had begun; the leader of the monsters lying dead against the guard line and all the others still alive fleeing wildly back into the forest. Quiet came, broken only by the growling of the dog out near the two monsters Thane had killed. He turned his light on her, then went closer to make sure he had seen rightly. She was fighting something on the ground, green-eyed with fury as she ripped and tore at it. But there was nothing there. Nothing. "Binkie!" The dark haired woman was coming toward them, wraithlike in a white sleeping garment. The dog turned away, with a last rip at the nothing it fought, and saw the three guards the monsters had knocked down. She froze, like as though she saw something she could not believe. Then, deadly with menace, a growl vibrated in her throat and she crouched to attack them. "Binkie--_don't_!" The voice of the girl was shrill with urgency. "Come here--come here!" The dog hesitated, then obeyed; going past the guards in a swift lope, her head turned to watch them and her teeth bared in a snarl. The girl seized the leash and girl and dog disappeared back into the Outlander camp, both of them running.