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to mention it yet. "And the gods are not like your god. Our gods are here with
us, enormously powerful, and a permanent fixture of our world of Haven. When
you swear fealty to Allic you are also swearing loyalty to his father and
liege lord, Jartan, ruler of this whole region of the planet, and one of the
Creators."
There was silence as the men absorbed what he was saying.
"I will see to it that you eventually meet Jartan, Kochanski. And we will see
if you still have doubts."
There was silence for a moment and Pina continued, "Once we get you settled in
quarters, you will start your training."
"Does that mean we're going to have to live with the slants?" Lieutenant
Younger pointed contemptuously to the Japanese.
As one man the Japanese turned, ready to face the challenge.
"Unwashed foreign pig. Our ancestors were civilized before your forebears
crawled from under rocks.
Why should we want to live with you?" hissed Sergeant Nobuaki.
A crack like thunder brought them back to reality. Pina brought his arms down
and said quietly, "I grow weary of this. You are from the same world, fighting
for survival in a hostile environment. I order you to put aside your hatreds.
Failure to treat each other properly will be severely punished. I trust I am
making myself clear."
The two groups fell silent, eyeing each other suspiciously. Pina looked the
two groups over for a moment and then indicated that the men should settle
down and rest.
Pina strode over to his two assistants and relaxed beneath the shade of a low
hanging tree.
"So none of them were aware of the Essence in their own world?" one assistant
asked incredulously.
"Remarkable, isn't it?" Pina replied quietly. "Apparently no one in their
entire world has ever been exposed to the Essence in its pure form, and thus
they have no built-in immunity to wielding it. A strange world, that."
"Wait until they find out what having the ability to use the Essence means,"
the first assistant said, chuckling softly. "As off balance as they seem to be
right now, which do you think is going to affect them more--the powers of a
sorcerer or the increased lifespan?"
"The latter," Pina said softly. "A lifetime of a thousand years will truly
stun them."
Both assistants nodded.
"The problem for them," Pina continued, "is how that will affect their desire
to return to their own world, and lose the gifts of power and extended life."
The dawn had been magnificent. The sun now rose to its zenith, flooding the
savannah with a fiery light.
Sounds from birds and animals had reached a stunning crescendo at dawn, but
were now mute--lulled by the noonday heat.
The men were in various stages of repose, and no one had said a word for some
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time.
"Bogeys!" screamed one of the Americans. "There's a formation coming this way
from the north."
Everyone was on his feet in an instant, weapons ready.
With his binoculars, Ikawa could count sixteen men flying in formation. Each
wore the same style of dress as Pina and his men, with a glowing belt of
crystals about their waists and wrists.
Mark's voice came from behind Ikawa. He hadn't even heard the American
approach. "Pina says that it's
Allic and his escort. He said they're flying over a ground force. I'm betting
we see something come around the side of the hill very shortly."
Ikawa lowered his glasses for a moment and noticed that the other Americans
had come over to watch.
"They're banking in," commented Lieutenant Goldberg.
Just then a force of mounted riders came into view.
"Looks like we are stuck in a pretty primitive society," Walker said. "If they
use horses for cavalry instead of jeeps or tanks, then you can bet they've
never heard of the internal combustion engine. Maybe we can strike it rich by
selling a little modern technology."
Ikawa raised his binoculars again--and gasped. With his face a careful blank
he handed the binoculars to
Mark while remarking to Walker, "You may be right about the modern technology,
sergeant, but not about the horses."
Mark focused in on the rapidly approaching party. "Jesus! These aren't horses.
They look like..." He lowered the binoculars and turned to look at Ikawa.
Both men stared at each other, and Mark continued, "They are riding what
appear to be giant
Dobermans."
Silence. Then one of the Japanese said, "What is a Doberman?"
Mark, who hadn't taken his eyes from Ikawa's, answered, "It's a dog. Only what
they've got is the size of a Clydesdale, and looks mean enough to kick the
shit out of a pride of lions."
He shuddered and handed the binoculars to Ikawa. "And there is a guy flying in
the center of the column that makes Pina look about as fearsome as a
four-year-old."
Ikawa nodded. "We had better get ready. I think the next five minutes are
going to be very important."
"My Lord Allic approaches," Pina announced, and he bent one knee to the
ground. "Kneel as I do."
"Say, look," Goldberg interjected, "the Goldbergs haven't bent a knee to
anyone since we left the cossacks behind. I'm an American, remember that."
There was a murmur of agreement from some of the others.
"Bend your knee to your lord," Pina commanded. And he looked toward the sky in
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