• [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

    about it at the moment.
    The transport/translation was swift, but as he neared the node and locator
    above it, Dainyl tried to focus on breaking out well away from the Table,
    visualizing and extending himself .. .
    ... to find himself in the corridor outside the Alustre Table chamber, where
    he quickly used his Talent to conceal his presence. He needed to do better in
    the future if he could.
    One of the alector guards stationed outside the doors to the Table
    chamber less than ten yards away turned.  There s Talent there. He raised his
    voice.  Whoever it is, I ll fire.
    Dainyl dropped the sight concealment.
     It s him!
    Both attempted to fire lightcutters.
    Dainyl brushed away the energy beams, then turned them back on the guards.
    Both fell.
    He just looked for a moment at the fallen pair. He d never been able to do
    that before. He d seen the ancients do it, but he d never seen an alector do
    it. He hadn t thought about killing them, not precisely, but turning their
    energy back. Was he becoming as callous as he felt Brekylt was? He pushed away
    the thought. He needed to find Brekylt, especially if the Alector of the East
    had put out word that Dainyl was to be killed on sight.
    He walked quickly to the stairs and then up to the next level, using sight
    concealment as he neared the section of the building frequented mainly by
    landers and alectors of lesser Talent.
    Two landers walked out of the second doorway. Neither looked back.
     Something s going on, said one.
     No one s talking. Not the alectors, anyway.
    Page 233
    ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html
     Haven t seen many today ...
    The two turned down a side corridor, but Dainyl kept moving, trying to remain
    near the center where someone was less likely to step out of a doorway and run
    into him, since he should be invisible to all but those with Talent.
    He knew from past experience that there was a direct set of stairs to the
    alectors level, and that it was in the middle of the building. After
    searching that part of the buildjng, Dainyl used his Talent-senses to locate
    the back staircase to the uppermost level, and to release the Talent lock on
    the lower door. Shields firm, he opened the door and stepped through into a
    small foyer.
    The single alector guard in black and silver whirled, lifting his lightcutter.
    Dainyl dropped the sight concealment.  I wouldn t, if I were you.
     Highest... The guard s eyes flicked from Dainyl to the door through which he
    had entered.
     I m looking for the Alector of the East.
     His study is on the next level.
     I know.
     You can t go up there ... sir.
     I wasn t aware that a mere senior alector could prohibit a High Alector from
    doing anything. Dainyl stepped forward.
     Stop, sir. The guard s finger tightened on the firing stud.
    Dainyl reached out with his Talent, shunted the energy aside. The guard paled,
    then stepped back. Dainyl walked past him, reaching out and taking the
    lightcutter and slipping it inside his jacket before he started up the narrow
    staircase. At the top was another door, but without a guard.
    After walking ten yards to his right in the direction of Brekylt s formal
    study, his boots clicking on the silver and black marble of the corridor
    floor, it became clear that there were no alectors anywhere nearby. In fact,
    as he discovered by Talent and looking into study after study, no one at all
    was there.
    Dainyl hurried back along the corridor and down the stairs, noting that the
    guard had also vanished, and made his way under sight concealment back toward
    the Table chamber.
    All that remained of the two alector guards were their black and silver
    uniforms and their boots. That no one had checked on the guards suggested
    strongly that Brekylt and those closest to him had left Alustre. Even so, as
    he opened the door into the Table chamber, he strengthened his shields. The
    chamber itself was empty, but Dainyl could sense Talent concealed within the
    hidden recorder s chambers.
    He moved toward the section of the stone wall that was the hidden door,
    extending a Talent probe to release the lock. The door slid open, revealing a
    younger alector in the green of a Recorder of Deeds. His face was stern, and
    his violet eyes hard.
     Recorder Retyl? asked Dainyl politely.
     You re not the Highest! You re an abomination! Retyl fired a blast of
    Talent.
    Dainyl deflected it and stepped forward, using his shields to block the
    recorder s access to the Table.  Where is Brekylt?
    Retyl backed away.
    Dainyl forced his shields around those of the recorder.  Where did he go?
     I ll never tell you, abomination.
    Dainyl contracted his shields more.
    The recorder swallowed, then lashed out with all his Talent, dropping his own
    shields.
    Dainyl was a fraction of an instant too late, and the recorder s Talent force
    rebounded from Dainyl s shields and slammed back into the recorder, who smiled
    in the instant before his form shattered to dust under the impact of his own
    powers.
    Retyl s reply, and his actions, suggested strongly that Retyl had known where
    Brekylt was or had gone. That meant Brekylt had used the Table to go
    Page 234
    ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html
    somewhere. The most likely destinations were either Dulka, where he had been
    building a force, or Ludar. Until Dainyl knew more and could prove it he
    didn t want to travel into Ludar, and that left Dulka.
    Dainyl turned, as if to climb onto the Table, before shaking his head. He
    didn t need the Table to access the deeper web. He concentrated on it, finding
    himself dropping ...
    ... simultaneously through and past the purpled translation tube down to the
    deeper blackish green web. Above him, he could sense from outside the
    contractions of the translation tube, those seemed stronger and more frequent.
    Just how long would it be before the Archon transferred the Master Scepter?
    Dainyl caught himself. He could still end up trapped in the ancients web if
    he didn t concentrate on the task at hand. He searched for the maroon and blue
    locator of Dulka, and then the green node corresponding to it.
    He flashed toward it, coming to a halt, hovering above it and below the
    translation tube and the locator. Carefully, trying to keep a link to the ley [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

  • zanotowane.pl
  • doc.pisz.pl
  • pdf.pisz.pl
  • zambezia2013.opx.pl