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The City Who Fought by Anne McCaffrey + S.M. Stirling PROLOGUE "How long?" Amos ben Sierra Nueva said desperately. "Another forty-five minutes, esteemed sir," the technician answered in a voice flat with focused concentration. Amos touched the pickup in his ear and turned back to the low hills ahead. They were covered in pine forest, or had been, until about an hour ago. Now they were burning, a furnace of resin- fueled candles fifty meters high. The invaders had barred their own way with the blast of beam- fire from the aircraft, but they seemed lazily indifferent about inflicting casualties on their own forces. Hie Bethelite nobleman ground his teeth in fury at that lordly disdain; unfortunately, it seemed justified. For now. Most of the resistance to the Kolnari invasion had come from Bethel's planetary constabulary, and the Guardians of the Temple. Those few who didn't see the invasion as punishment for the sins of godless young Amos ben Sierra Nueva and his followers had, of course, resisted. The faithful had effectively offered their throats to the pirate knife. Sheer luck that Amos and those followers had been preparing even if their efforts had been made against the day when the Guardians came for them. "Everything is in place, my brother," said the man |
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