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Whistles of grudging admiration.

тАЬHe must be a mutant. A giant jump in evolution.тАЭ

тАЬOrтАФтАЭ Dr. Delph broke off with a vasty sigh.

тАЬOr what, sir?тАЭ

тАЬA throwback to an unknown race that had such powers.тАЭ

A burst of protest. тАЬBut sir! There never was such a race! Not on Terra! Nor anyplace else, as
far as weтАЩve come!тАЬ

тАЬWeтАЩre the cream of the crop,тАЭ somebody added smugly.

The balding Psych stared into infinity. тАЬSomewhere along the ancestral thread, like a
genetic overfoldтАжтАЭ



тАЬRed alert! Red alert!тАЭ LadyтАЩs electric arteries put WayneтАЩs mind on the qui vive.

тАЬWhere?тАЭ

тАЬLeft. Ahead and down.тАЭ

тАЬDonтАЩt see a thing in the vid,тАЭ Wayne grinned.

тАЬNo time for comedy,тАЭ Lady said acidly. тАЬRecheck instruments for position. Ready kill-ray.
Confirm speed. Confirm trajectory.тАЭ

тАЬYes, maтАЩam.тАЭ

WayneтАЩs hands went to work on the instrument panel; they snapped on buttons that aimed
the infrared ray on the Mephiti shipтАЩs olfactory nerve center, which WayneтАЩs nose and the
odor-sensitive detectors had beamed in. As they dipped into Layer Two of the black goop, they
found themselves rapidly nosing toward a lurking sentinal ship of the enemy.

тАЬIf we win this war,тАЭ Wayne quipped grimly, тАЬweтАЩll win by a nose.тАЭ

Lady was oblivious to his humor at this point. Wayne sent his mind down into the innards
of the shark-shape, checking guns and thrusters. The robotics of Lady accepted his intrusion
with military acumen. Moving up into the shipтАЩs engines, he nudged the accelerators; vectored;
while dipping further into the second layer he made a cortical note of a buzzing connector. A
minor defect, like a human hair out of place, but Wayne took cerebral pride in LadyтАЩs
appearance. Even in her insides. Especially in her insides, since they were most important.

Curious, he sometimes mused, to be roving among his wifeтАЩs arteries and organs like this!

тАЬTen seconds!тАЭ LadyтАЩs voice was tart.