Adventure stories; Science fiction; Time travel -- Fiction
The seven air-boats rushed on toward our own, and I had a flashing
glimpse of their decks, crowded with armored guards and with a few of
the brilliant-robed Kanlars directing them. Blue flashes leapt again
from the seven, and two more of the air-boats of Kom cometed down in
bursts of fire, but now, as the seven dipped again under the air-boats
of the Khluns, the thrumming, high-pitched sound increased sharply in
intensity, and I saw five of the seven Kanlar cars literally break
up into small pieces and fall, tumbling down toward the ice-fields
below them in a shower of men and small pieces of metal. It was the
power of sound, which causes a steam-whistle to shake a house to its
foundations, a thousand times amplified by the apparatus devised by the
men of Kom.
The remaining two air-boats of the Kanlars attempted to flee, but in
a moment they too broke up and fell, as the men of Kom altered the
vibration-frequency of their apparatus to affect the two remaining cars.
Behind us, now, the great main fleet of our air-boats was coming up,
and there was a short halt in midair. Kethra's air-boat swept up beside
us, and I opened the door in the top of our time-car, and stood up to
hear him.
"Those were scouts," he cried to us, "a patrol of the Kanlars'
air-boats. And two got away! They'll warn the Kanlars of our coming."
"But what do you intend to do?" I asked. "You'll not give up the
attack?"
"No!" he shouted. "We'll go on, and meet them if they come out. But
there will be no surprize now."
"But what of our friends?" I asked. "We were to rescue them from the
pit."
"We'll send an air-boat for them," he said. "It can speed up to the
city of cylinders, and since the Kanlars will come down to meet us now,
it can sink down into the shaft you spoke of without interference, and
get your friends. I will need you with me, to guide us to the city of
Kanlars, in case their fleet doesn't come out to meet us."
And so we swiftly decided. At an order from Kethra, an air-boat slanted
up toward us and hung beside us. We gave the pilot of it, and his two
assistants, precise information that would enable them to reach the
temple and get down to the pit, where they could rescue our comrades
from the roof-top where they would be awaiting us. The pilot was
instructed to race up toward the city of cylinders in a wide circle,
to avoid meeting any of the Kanlars' air-boats, and when the city was
deserted by guards and Kanlars, as we were confident it would be, he
could easily penetrate to the temple and the pit. He promised to carry
out our instructions faithfully, and sped away into the gathering dusk
toward the northwest.
* * * * *
Night was falling now, and with an order from Kethra, the fleet again
began to move, speeding toward the north, but going warily now,
with a fringe of swift scouts flying above and far ahead, and with
Kethra's car and our own soaring at the point of the fleet's triangular
formation.
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