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Shadow； Shadow； on the wing …
The men were almost to the base of the slope by then。 The beast was waiting for its opening … the next time around … past the inner satellite。 I knew that it was capable of rearing high enough to snatch me from my perch。
… e alive and smear that thing？
As I spun and glided I caught hold of the stuff of Shadow； sank into the feel of it； worked with the textures； possible to probable to actual； felt it ing with the finest twist； gave it that necessary flip at the appropriate moment。。。
It came in from the beast's blind side； of course。 A big mother of a rock； careening along like a semi out of control。。。
It would have been more elegant to mash it between two of them。 However； I hadn't the time for finesse。 I simply ran it over and left it there； thrashing in the granite traffic。
Moments later； however； inexplicably； the mashed and mangled body rose suddenly above the ground and drifted skyward； twisting。 It kept going； buffeted by the winds； dwindling； dwindling； gone。
My own rock bore me away； slowly； steadily。 The entire pattern was drifting。 The guys from the tower then went into a huddle and decided to pursue me。 They moved away from the base of the slope； began to make their way across the plain。 But this was no real problem； I felt。 I would ride my stony mount through Shadow； leaving them worlds away。 This was by far the easiest course of action open to me。 They would doubtless have been more difficult to take by surprise than the beast。 After all； this was their land； they were wary and unmaimed。
I removed the goggles and tested my ankle again。 I stood for a moment。 It was very sore； but it bore my weight。 I reclined once more and tamed my thoughts to what had occurred。 I had lost my blade and I was now in less than top shape。 Rather than go on with the venture under these conditions； I knew that I was doing the safest； wisest thing by getting the hell out。 I had gained enough knowledge of the layout and the conditions for my chances to be better next time around。 All right。。。
The sky brightened above me； the colors and shadings lost something of their arbitrary； meandering habit。 The flames began to subside about me。 Good。 Clouds started to find their ways across the sky。 Excellent。 Soon a localized glow began behind a cloudbank。 Superb。 When it went away； a sun would hang once again in the heavens。
I looked back and was surprised to see that I was still being pursued。 However； it could easily be that I had not dealt properly with their analogues for this slice of Shadow。 It is never good to assume that you have taken care of everything when you are in a hurry。 So。。。
I shifted again。 The rock gradually altered its course； shifted its shape； lost its satellites； moved in a straight line toward what was to bee the west。 Above me； the clouds dispersed and a pale sun shone down。 We picked up speed。 That should have taken care of everything right there。 I had positively e into a different place。
But it had not。 When I looked again； they were still ing。 True； I had gained some distance on them。 But the party trooped right along after me。
Well； all right。 Things like that can sometimes happen。
There were of course two possibilities。 My mind still being more than a little disturbed from all that had just occurred； I had not performed ideally and had drawn them along with me。 Or； I had maintained a constant where I should have suppressed a variable … that is； shifted into a place and unconsciously required that the pursuit element be present。 Different guys then； but still chasing me。
I rubbed my ankle some more。 The sun brightened toward orange。 A wind out of the north raised a screen of dust and sand and hung it at my back； removing the gang from my sight。 I raced on into the west； where a line of mountains had now grown up。 Time was in a distortion phase。 My ankle felt a little better。
I rested a while。 Mine was reasonably fortable； as rocks go。 No sense turning it into a hellride when everything seemed to be proceeding smoothly。 I stretched out； hands behind my head； and watched the mountains draw nearer。 I thought about Brand and the tower。 That was the place all right。 Everything was just as it had been in the glimpse he had given me。 Except for the guards； of course。 I decided that I would cut through the proper piece of Shadow； recruit a cohort of my own； then go back and give them hell。 Yes； then everything would be fine。。。
After a time； I stretched； rolled over onto my stomach； and looked back。 Damned if they weren't still following me！ They had even gained some。
Naturally； I got angry。 To hell with flight！ They were asking for it； and it was time they got it
I rose to my feet。 My ankle was only half sore； a little numb。 I raised my arms and looked for the shadows I wanted。 I found them。
Slowly the rock swung out from its straight course into an arc； turning off to the right。 The curve tightened。 I swung through a parabola and headed back toward them； my velocity gradually increasing as I went。 No time to raise a storm at my back； though I thought that would have been a nice touch if I could have managed it。
As I swept down upon them … there were maybe two dozen … they prudently began to scatter。 A number of them didn't make it； though。 I swung through another curve and returned as soon as I could。
I was shaken by the sight of several corpses rising into the air； dripping gore； two of them already high above me。
I was almost upon them on that second pass when I realized that a few of them had jumped aboard as I had gone through。 The first one over the edge drew his blade and rushed me。 I blocked his arm； took the weapon away from him； and threw him back down。 I guess it was then that I became aware of those spurs on the backs of their hands。 I had been slashed by his。
By that time I was the target of a number of curiously shaped missiles from below； two more guys were ing over the edge； and it looked as if several more might have made it aboard。
Well； even Benedict sometimes retreats。 I had at least given the survivors something to remember。
I let go of the shadows； tore a barbed wheel from my side； another from my thigh； hacked off a guy's swordarm and kicked him in the stomach； dropped to my knees to avoid a wild swing from the next one； and caught him across the legs with my riposte。 He went over； too。
There were five more on the way up and we were sailing westward once again； leaving perhaps a dozen live ones to regroup on the sand at my back； a sky full of oozing drifters above them。
I had the advantage with the next fellow because I caught him just partway over the edge。 So much for him； and then there were four。
While I had been dealing with him； though； three more had arisen； simultaneously； at three different points。
I rushed the nearest and dispatched him； but the other two made it over and were upon me while I was about it。 As I defended myself from their attack； the final one came up and joined them。
They were not all that good； but it was getting crowded and there were a lot of points and sharp edges straying about me。 I kept parrying and moving； trying to get them to block one another； get in each other's way。 I was partly successful； and when I had the best lineup I thought I was going to get； I rushed them； taking a couple of cuts … I had to lay myself open a bit to do it … but splitting one skull for my pains。 He went over the edge and took the second one with him in a tangle of limbs and gear。
Unfortunately； the inconsiderate lout had carried off my blade； snagged in some bony cleft or other he had chosen to interpose when I swung。 It was obviously my day for losing blades； and I wondered if my horoscope would have mentioned it if I had thought to look before I'd set out。
Anyhow； I moved quickly to avoid the final guy's swing。 In doing so； I slipped on some blood and went skidding toward the front of the rock。 If I went down that way； it would plow right over me； leaving a very flat Random there； like an exotic rug； to puzzle and delight future wayfarers。
I clawed for handholds as I slid； and the guy took a couple of quick steps toward me； raising his blade to do unto me as I h