"I'm not sure, Pham. If we give him everything, he'll kill us before we ever get near the ship." "He'll try. Look, just keep him talking. Maybe we can get a directional on his radio, blow the bastard away." He did not sound optimistic. Tyrathect didn't take them back to the ship, or to their rooms. They descended stairs within the outer walls, part of Amdi first, then Jefri with the rest of Amdi, then the singleton from Tyrathect. Amdi was still complaining. "I don't understand, I don't understand. We can help." Jefri: "I didn't see any enemy cannons." The singleton was full of explanations, though it sounded even more preoccupied than usual. "I saw them from one of my other members, out in the valley. We're pulling in all our soldiers. We must make a stand, or none of us will be alive to be rescued. For now, this is the best place for you to be." "How do you know?" said Jefri. "Can you talk to Steel right now?" "Yes,
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复件 (26) air max2, tell him we have to help. We can talk better Samnorsk even than you." "I'll tell him right now," was the Cloak's quick reply. There were no more window slots cut in the walls. The only light came from wick torches set every ten meters along the tunnel. The air was cool and musty; wetness glistened on unquilted stone. The tiny doors were not of polished wood. Instead there were bars, and darkness beyond. Where are we going? Jefri was suddenly reminded of the dungeons in stories, the treachery that befell the Greater Two and the Countess of the Lake. Amdi didn't seem to feel it. For all his mischievous nature, Puppies was basically trusting; he had always depended on Mr. Steel. But Jefri's parents had never acted quite like this,
复件 (27) air max, even during the escape from High Lab. Mr. Steel suddenly seemed so different, as if he couldn't be bothered pretending to be nice anymore. And Jefri had never really trusted the sullen Tyrathect; now that one was acting downright sneaky. There had been no new threat on the hillside. Fear and stubbornness and suspicion all came together: Jefri spun around,
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