"Of course you will," Extrone said genially. "Get me a rope, Lin. A good, long, strong rope."
"What are you going to do?" Ri asked, terrified.
"Why, I'm going to tie the rope around your waist and stake you out as bait."
"No!"
"Oh, come now. When the farn beast hears you scream—you can scream, by the way?"
Ri swallowed.
"We could find a way to make you."
There was perspiration trickling down Ri's forehead, a single drop, creeping toward his nose.
"You'll be safe," Extrone said, studying his face with amusement. "I'll shoot the animal before it reaches you."
Ri gulped for air. "But ... if there should be more than one?"