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distraction of the moment had dulled his perception. "Why were you pursuing us?" "You can be hard to locate, Adept," Mach said with a smile. "The other Adepts watch you, of course, but I never bothered to spy on you. I prefer to search you out at need. So I assumed a form I knew you would recognize as alien to Phaze. But then you wanted to make a game of it, so I played that game. I did not realize that would put Neysa in the way of the founder spell." A game! Stile realized that he had been dull; he should have realized that. Had he just taken the trouble to sing an identification spell, instead of letting Neysa runЧ "Dam Neysa, if I may ..." Mach said. Abruptly the woman straightened, her pain gone, her hands and feet un- kinking. The Robot Adept had freed her without showing any sign of magic; no sung spell, no gesture. It was a power Stile could only envy. Originally Mach had been clumsy with magic, his attempted spells going awry, but after the Red Adept had trained him with the Book of Magic he had be- come the most powerful of all the Adepts, Bane included. He should have been on Stile's sideЧhad Stile not blundered ca- Neysa resumed her unicorn form, and Stile mounted. They moved out of the Lattice. Mach awaited them at the edge. "I thought we weren't associating," Stile said with a smile as they emerged. "Aren't you on the other side?" "Would I be, if we had the past five years to live over?" "No." Indeed, the major reason for Stile's opposition to Mach's union with Fleta had been nullified by events. He had needed an heir who was Adept, and offspring by that heir who would also be Adept, so as to have the continuing power to hold off the Adverse Adepts. He had thought that there could be no offspring of man and unicorn, and that a robot could not become Adept. Had he known what was to happen, UNICORN POINT 19 he would have welcomed Mach as a savior, instead of op- posing him as an interference. "I gave my word, and Bane gave his," Mach said. "We would have chosen otherwise, and still our sympathies lie |
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