The robot stepped back and Mark kneeled at her side. "Are you hurt, my
darling?" Lucero shook her head and tried to smile.
Palanth turned to the robot. "Tell us what occurred in detail," he
commanded. Thus it was that from the metal lips they heard the entire
story with photographic accuracy, as far as he had seen.
"I might have known they'd have one last counter-check," Mark
reproached himself. "I should never have left you!"
"Who could have foreseen this?" Lucero raised herself on an elbow.
"Even I had no idea that Verdugo was with us, not to speak of his
bringing one of the only two ultra-specialized super-robots in
existence. We'll have to work very fast, Mark! There's nothing,
literally nothing, that Alcoran cannot accomplish in a scientific
way, provided he has the materials--Verdugo may even have him build a
Tele-Magnum and communicate with the Council!"
"But where's he going to get materials, my dear? A Tele-Magnum is a
tall order!"
"I don't know.... But I do know that Verdugo has the mind of a fiend
and the skill of a genius, and Alcoran's a triple-synthetized brain,
and under Verdugo's control!"
"We'll deal with the surgeon," Palanth's voice was deadly.
"And we shall deal with Verdugo and his scientists," came the quiet
telepathic thought.
Both Mark Lynn and the Martian turned seeking its source, and saw
framed in the doorway to the alcove, the silver-furred figure of the
Panadur leader.
"That was the agreement," the Panadur added after a pause. "Thousands
of my people await without to carry him away."
Lucero's robot took a step forward tentatively and then gazed
questioningly at its mistress, and suddenly a wave of energy from the
Panadur stopped it dead in its tracks.
"The agreement will be honored," Mark acquiesced, "but one has escaped,
O Panadur, and Klonos knows where in that maze of rocks and caverns
he's now hiding with his super-robot."
"That's our problem, Terran. The agreement was five-hundred, and
five-hundred scientists shall we have."
"You will need the fifteen robots immediately," Mark said thoughtfully.
"Lucero, my dear, only you can command the robots, so place fifteen
under the Panadur's command ... are you able to walk?"
"Of course, I was only stunned." She rose from the couch and left the
compartment followed by her ever-watchful metal man. The Panadur seemed
to melt away as it glided into the hall.
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