Chapter twenty-3

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Schrepims mostly speak their own language, their forked tongues giving a sibilant quality to their words; but they are well able to speak the universal Kregish language. By reason of that genetic language pill given to me by the Savanti I am able to understand tongues. Even as he fell, he was shrieking, “You will be caught up in the coils of Ratishling the Sinuous and crushed until your bowels smoke, apim, for the indignities you heap on me.” Oh, yes, I could feel sorry for him. But his two fellows were leaping like lizards along the seating toward me, and I knew their rage was such they’d prefer to use their fangs and claws on me rather than the swords they wielded. The wound in this one’s side leaked green; but that wouldn’t kill him. I aimed a delicate cut along his neck, where the sca

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