With his death and the dissipation of Malistra's spell, Pyphoros lost interest in him. At that moment, a shadow fell between them, and they looked out the window to see a crowned owlcrossing before the full moon on huge silent brindled wings. Hisslablike cheeks and slash of a mouth seemed fashioned by some demented sculptor, his jutting chin wasthe butt end of a particularly lethal-looking weapon. One in particular interestsme greatly.
The same thing is happening to Giyan now—only it's worse for her,far worse. Just then Kirlll Qandda's wrist-communicator buzzed and a Gen-omatekk called his name in a sharp,imperious tone. Throughout Nith Isstal's utterly hairless body ran a neuralnetwork, fine as spider's silk, connected up the back of his neck to the grids in his skull. Do you know what that is, Riane? That they have taken away our freedom.
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