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gripped tightly, his eyes darting around. He lifted the
syringe, but, as he was about to push the needle into the
dra’voren’s arm, something yanked it from his grasp. Jonar yelled
and sprinted for the door, the guards reaching it first this time
and leaping through it. The door slid shut, and Enyo activated the
stunner.
    Nikira peered
through the observation window, frowning. “Whatever it is, it’s
either extremely fast, or the stunner doesn’t affect it.”
    “ Either way, it’s bad news for us,” Enyo said.
    Jonar sat down
on a chair. “How many times do you expect me to do that,
Commander?”
    “ As many times as it takes to either get the poison into him or
stun whatever’s taking it from you.”
    “ Why don’t we just kill him some other way?”
    “ What makes you think whatever’s protecting him won’t still
stop us?”
    Jonar shook
his head. “Send in a bunch of guards and fill him with bullets. Do
you think they could be stopped?”
    “ Perhaps. We don’t know what we’re dealing with, do we? Let’s
try it again, only this time we’ll use the stunner as soon as it
grabs the syringe.”
    “ Oh, great, and I get a filthy headache.”
    Nikira
shrugged. “A small price to pay.”
    The medtech
grunted and left to fetch another dose of toxin, and she turned to
gaze at the dra’voren. The repeated concussions had caused more
blood to ooze from his nose, and a puddle congealed on the table. A
few more and he would die anyway, she thought, angered by the wave
of sorrow that washed over her.
     
    ***
     
    Drevarin
stopped atop a rocky hillock and surveyed the vast, glittering city
that spread across the plain below, protected by its massive blue
fire dome. His old trail continued into the domain, which he had
explored on a previous excursion, when he had discovered the
presence of the unborn god who kept the domain alive. Tryne had
said that the tar’merin was close to the domain, so he was not in
it. He turned to stare into the darkness beyond the black river,
his eyes narrowing.
    “ Tryne.”
    After a
moment, the angel stepped out of the air beside him. “Lord
Drevarin. We must make haste; they are trying to kill him.”
    “ Where is he?”
    “ In a strange vessel that floats through the air, just an
hour’s travel across the black river, if you fly. It is invisible,
a cloak formed with the blue power. When you arrive, I will guide
you to it.”
    Drevarin
nodded. “Go back and protect him. I will be there soon.”
    Tryne stepped
back into the Channel, and Drevarin became airborne and flew into
the darkness beyond the black river.
     
    ***
     
    “ What the hell do you mean, it’s all gone?” Nikira demanded,
glaring at the hapless Jonar, who shook his head.
    “ It’s gone, Commander. Even the anaesthetic and tranquilisers,
and the cabinet’s still locked. All that’s left is medicine, and
the medtechs who’ve been working in there the whole time saw
nothing.”
    She clasped
her throbbing head, wishing she had some painkillers for it. “This
must be the work of the dra’voren’s protector.”
    “ I would say so, yes.”
    “ Then we’ll just have to find another way to kill
him.”
    He nodded.
“I’ve ordered poison gas to be pumped into the room. We’ll have to
suck it out with scrubber units afterwards.”
    “ Good.” Nikira glanced through the window at the dra’voren, her
heart leaden. “Let’s see if this protector of his can snatch a
cylinder as it did the syringes.”
    “ The only problem is, the cylinder will be outside, so we won’t
be able to stun it.”
    “ And we won’t be able to shoot it, since it’s invisible.” She
sighed. “Our main objective then is to kill the
dra’voren.”
    Jonar glanced
around as two medtechs came in carrying a cylinder of toxic gas.
They put it down beside the door and rigged a rubber hose through
the hole the engineers had burnt earlier, sealing it in place with
a quick drying plastic sealant. The cylinder vanished.
    Nikira