Djserka looked back the way they’d come. “So those moironteau things have been sent by Rapteer? Dreadful.” Nictating membranes flicked over Djserka’s eyes. “I daresay that explains why His Imperial Majesty’s restricted Nexial access. Damn. I should’ve spat in Rapteer’s food when I had the chance.”
Parric shook his head. “Should be doing more than just spittings.” More alarms sounded from the chamber. “We must be leaving before they break through.”
“You think those beasts will get past the Imperial defenses?”
“Of coursing they will. This palace is operating on skeleton crewing, remember?”
“Well, staff, yes. But there’s a full Eternal Militia battalion permanently stationed in the palace.”
“Only one battalion?” said Parric in surprise. “That is buying us less time than I’m initially thinking.”
“You’ve got quite a negative demeanor, don’t you?”
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Now Playing: Dr. Demento Show November 29-30, 1997
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