Yuruk saw it--shrieked and cowered.
Norhala laughed--sweetly, ruthlessly.
"He dies before the stroke falls," she said.

"He dies doubly therefore--and that is well." Drake slowly lowered the automatic; turned to me.
"I can't," he said.

"I can't--do it--" "Masters!" Upon his knees the eunuch writhed toward us.

"Masters--I meant no wrong.

What I did was for love of the Goddess.