Mason formed a plan of action. He decided to leap on the telepath, kill him if possible; Levron Clargo would kill him but that didn't matter. Mason realized that if the aliens ever learned the secret of the telepathic linkage it would be disastrous for Earth.
"Look at my eyes," the alien repeated.
Mason readied himself to spring.
Don't do it, whispered the mental voice of Klon Darra.
That you, Klon?
Yes. The mutant has relaxed control over me. Don't jump him as you're going to do. Let him start to probe you.
Why? Mason asked. He was suspicious; Klon Darra's mental voice had fooled him once already.
Two minds are stronger than one, Rick. And we're linked.
Mason understood. Slowly he raised his head and stared levelly into the brooding, hypnotically-compelling eyes of the alien telepath.
He felt the alien mind begin to enter his. Strange tendrils of thought probed within his skull. He held his breath, waiting, knowing now that Klon Darra had spoken the truth.