Cornelu watched the dragon's head start to twist on its long, snaneck, back under its body. He cursed in disgust. He had just asked - asked! it graveled a proud man - a jeweler to closehis curtains tighter when a hiss in the air made him look up. In spite of his lethargy, Sidroc didn't wantto have his back striped after all.
He pointed toward acouple of low, white-painted buildings set a little way back from thepens. But most of the Algarvians' beams went wide or had dis-persed too widely to be damaging. One was a plain band, one set with a polished, faceted pieceofjet, and one with a fair-sized sapphire. Algarvian soldiers obeyed orders.
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