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so damned much funтАФ"
"There has been a casualty," Tahngarth reminded
through the speaking tube.
"Yeah," Gerrard acknowledged. He drew a long breath
and pivoted to stare at the starboard amidships gun. The
black rot that had once mantled its barrel had spent itself,
hissing away to nothing. The goo had taken Gunner


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Fewsteem's body with it, had burned away even the harness
that had held him. Gerrard muttered, "Fewsteem. He was a
brave man. There have been so many lost.... Yes, that's
why I ran for so longтАФ"
"I'm picking up an even larger armada at the next
portal ship," Hanna reported, her voice tense in the
speaking tube. "We're going to need every gun."
"Any chance of repairing Fewsteem's cannon?" Gerrard
asked.
Karn answered from the engine room. His connection
to the ship allowed him to sense its every fiber as part of his
body. "There is a single ruptured conduit in the plasma
supply field. Replace it, and the gun will work again."
"I'm on it," Hanna said, moving away from the speaking
tube before Gerrard could countermand her. Moments
later, she descended from the helm to amidships, the
needed part in one hand and a big wrench in the other.
He had to grin. It was classic Hanna. Her blonde hair
whipped in the wind. She leaned steeply to make her way
forward. She seemed so slender there, against the racing
landscape of Rath, the coiling red clouds. Gerrard was glad
she had a wrench to weigh her down. She reached the gun,
removed a split panel, and worked at loosening the
ruptured conduit.
"That's my girl," Gerrard said, shaking his head in
admiration.
"Gerrard, you see what we are flying over?" Sisay asked
at the helm.
He had not. Eyes that had seen only Hanna against the
red turmoil of Rath now shifted their focus. His face
darkened.
On the unruly hills below waited a huge army of
Phyrexians. Their forces stretched to the horizons. There
were no tents or bedrolls, for these creatures needed


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