Jarl Corvett whipped up his ray-gun.
Yet even in that moment, Jarl knew the truth: that his strength had gone; that he was too slow. Before he could even fire himself, Wassreck would kill him.
But he didn't dare to die—not while Ktar Wassreck still lived and held the secret of the mighty warrior robots. Too much was at stake. Too many could suffer.
Only now, there was nothing he could do. At last, the gods of the void had ridden on their way without him.
But then, incredibly, another figure hurtled across his field of vision.
The figure of High Commissioner rey Gundre.
For a split second, Wassreck's eyes wavered.
Jarl dived to one side as the blaster roared. The bolt seared a flaming path diagonally along his ribs.
But now, Jarl, too, was firing—lancing a ray-beam into Wassreck's midriff.