The wand had only one charge remaining. Shepointed. He felt like achild again, his chest tight with anger and longing and confusion. This is what you desire? So be it then! Kurgan gave a sharp yelp as the bronze skin and pulsing neural-net circuits at the crown of the Gyrgon'shead peeled back in a surf of yellowish foam.
It undulated like a serpent, quivering as itneared Kurgan's face. For the Gyrgon were masters of fear. Look at this, he told the child as he played it over his torso. They stood amid the Deirus and drank steaming ba'du, for which Marethyn was developing a seriouslove.
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