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shields. Breetai noticed that the Ghosts were being very deliberate, shooting
for the engines and control sections, seeking to disable rather than destroy.
The pods could no longer protect the ore ship. Breetai saw a badly
damaged officer's mecha, beset by two Logans in Guardian mode, try to ram one
of them. But the Logan avoided the kamikaze run and the two Humans got the pod
in a crossfire, turning it into a fireball.
Then they turned and, with others, formed up to add their firepower to
the final assault on Valivarre. Breetai watched them dive in at him, his face
like a graven idol's.


CHAPTER FIVE
She was too brilliant not to see the ramifications of her act. In taking half
her race off on the pursuit of the Ultimate Invid Form and the New Optera, she
would be forcing her husband to fend for himself in many ways-to confront
certain things, to learn certain things. Things that-it isn't
inconceivable-could force deevolution to turn end for end.
One possible motive for this is that there was some love for him in her still.
Gitta Hopkins, Queen Bee: A Biography of the Invid Regis
A low, angry, chainsaw growl from the Hellcat made Cabell glance warily toward
the thing, but Veidt seemed not to register its presence. The Regent reached
down to stroke his pet's head, enjoying Cabell's uneasiness.
Cabell had good reason to be wary of the Invid Inorganic mecha called
Hellcats. When the Invid first invaded Tirol, one had tried to tear him limb
from limb.
Those sitting on their haunches to either side of the Regent's throne
were even larger than the usual, and Hellcats were far bigger than any
saber-tooth that ever lived. They were a glassy indigo, their eyes gleaming
like ruby lasers. They were armed with razor-sharp claws, sword-edged shoulder
horns and tail, and glittering fangs. About their muscular throats were
resplendent collars set with gems from many worlds.
Cabell found himself transfixed by the 'Cats' baleful glares, so it was
Veidt, looking and sounding serene as he floated there, who spoke. "Mighty
Regent! Please accept our gratitude for granting us this moment of your
attention. We know what great demands are placed on your time." He bowed
solemnly.
"You have no idea," the Regent contradicted in his growling, gurgling
voice, "none whatsoever!" His mantle flared and the four-fingered hands balled
into fists the size of kegs.
"So do not flatter yourselves. I'm reconsolidating an interstellar
empire, and you ask me to turn my thoughts to trifles. Still-noblesse oblige,
and all that; I want it known that once I hold the universe in my fist, I will
not be an unkind overlord." The mantle pulled back a bit.
Veidt bowed his head but looked unperturbed.
The Regent considered the matter with more caution than he would have
admitted. The conflict revolving around Veidt, his mate Sarna, and Sarna's
"father," Vowad-if such a concept as parentage could fairly be used with
regard to Haydonites-concerned the whole planet. And it was one of the things
that had worked to the Regent's advantage, he mulled.
Brute force was the standard Invid method of dealing with the enemy, but