"The machine is wrong!" croaked Commander Mason.
"It was tested yesterday. Commander. Besides, he has a heart, and a blood stream."
"No stomach! No lungs! No intestines!" he breathed.
"And in place of them, strange organs that we know nothing of. Commander, let me take him to the home planet for study! What an experience. A mutant that—"
Light grew from the ceiling, slowly. Mason stood beside the switch, staring at Tyr. His eyes were wild, having seen a miracle. He shuddered and drew his cloak tighter about him.
"A mutant! And what a mutant!"
Katha said reflectively, "He has organs in place of digestive tracts that are designed for some purpose. But what purpose?"
Tyr slid away from the fluoroscope machine. He flexed his muscles. Long enough now had he rested and played their games with them. Now he was going into action.