"We'd best give him," argued the other. "They'll fire!"
"They're firing."
"No, they're not," said Guy. "That's signaling."
"Either signaling or poor marksmanship," said the captor. "Nothing's hit."
"Terra doesn't miss," said Guy.
From the ringed emplacements, the vortex projectors vomited their toroids. Upward went the pattern of vortexes, and the Patrol broke formation in an effort to elude the whirling toroids.
"Did you?" asked Charalas, coming up behind.
"Send for them? No."
"Your story is true?"
"I swear it!"