She swayed on her feet, andSchreuder leapt forward to steady her. Charge! Hal cried. Schreuder's voice was husky with double meaning. ut then its wound began to tell and thespilling blood painted a glistening trail on the silver grass to markhis passing.
Hal could sense anger in the set of his shoulders and the way inwhich he slammed the instrument shut and tossed his mane of blackhair. He swung the pip of the foresight smoothly over the target, and touchedthe glowing end of the match to the pan. Althuda lifted her to her feet and led her away into thedarkness. When the musketeer heaved back, Hal did not resist but used the impetusto launch his counter-attack, leading with the Neptune sword in hisright hand.
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