"GOLDEN, CHRISTIE - THE LAST ROUND-UP" - читать интересную книгу автора (Golden Christie)oath of DIS jaj je. I will honor it. No one can forswear me!"
Her voice rang clearly, and with an effort she brought her own bubbling rage under control. She knew that Kirk was a good person. He had overcome his own prejudices to savepeople he had very good cause to regard as enemies. It was a misunderstanding, not an insult. She would not permit Kerla to view it as such, nor would she. "But if you try to enact it, he will surely notice," said Kerla. "Notice, and protest." Azetbur shook her head slowly. "He will not know of it. I will keep my word, and he will think he has ... disentangled himself from us. Brigadier, I want you to contact the K'Rator. I have a mission for her captain." Chapter Three. Commander Uhura contorted her beautiful dark face into a snarl and spat forth a string of harsh-sounding words. Fiercely, she brandished her bat'leth, then leaped forward. Blood-red robes trimmed in black fur swirled around her. "Son of a black-hearted dog, My body is not thine, My heart is not heart!" A mere meter away, Karglak offered his own guttural challenge, which climaxed with an earsplitting screech. He was clad in black and silver armor, and sprang forward to meet his adversary. "In this conflict shall I scream my battle cry, Death is but another foe to defeat. It is you who shall board the Barge of the Dead In dishonor so great That none shall remember your name! " Their bat'leths clashed, then clashed again. Uhura's muscles quivered under the strain and she knew a flash of fear. Good thing she kept in decent shape-- Grunting, they sprang apart. Thrice they circled, and then leapt at one another. This time Uhura felt the wind rush past her face as she narrowly avoided the curving blade. She uttered a single word with all the strength she possessed: "Qapla'!" and charged him. Karglak fell beneath her, his own weapon knocked from his hands to skitter to a halt three meters away. Uhura straddled his waist. She was |
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