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63695	Garson, Bill	Prodigal Weapon			.txt	text/plain	8247	759	95	Sean fixed his green eyes on the scarlet-kilted Krak whose light had Sean grew aware of the monotonous voice of a Krak, tolling out what "That hurt, Sean," Mike said softly. Sean still saw that strange look on Klash's face when he opened his The Krak looked around the prison room impassively, his bald head Sean turned to Mike and Marcia. Mike said just one word before he stood up and walked away with Marcia. They looked, Sean thought, like long lines of ants moving toward their Sean looked from Marcia to Shel Lur. Shel Lur nodded: "Your woman," she said again. Marcia turned her head to stare at the Krak woman. Mike moved quickly toward them, his eyes fixed on Marcia's face. Mike O'Hara stared at the body of the Krak, then at Sean's smiling lips. Sean shrugged as Mike moved closer to Marcia. Sean stood a long moment, looking at the fallen Kraks.	./cache/63695.txt	./txt/63695.txt