Most likely the Master thought to escape with the children, but there was a chance that Flenser schemed to win everything. There was a chance that he had returned. Steel knew his own death would come soon. And yet there might still be triumph. If, by his own jaws and claws, he could kill the Master.... Please, please be here, dear Master. Be here thinking you can trick me one more time. A wish granted. He heard faint mind sounds. Close. Heads rose from behind the bins above him. Two of the Fragment showed themselves in the corridor ahead. "Student." "Master." Steel smiled. All five of the other were here; the Fragment had smuggled himself all back. But gone were the radio cloaks. The members stood ##########, their pelts covered with oozing sores. The radio bomb would be useless. Perhaps it didn't matter; Steel had seen corpses that looked healthier than these. Out of sight,
Beats Butterfly by Vivienne Tam with ControlTalk H, he raised his bows. "I have come to kill you." The death's heads shrugged. "You have come to try." Jaws on claws, Steel would have had no trouble killing the other. But the Fragment had positioned three of himself above, by cargo bins that looked strangely off-balance. A straight forward rush could be fatal. But if he could get good bow shots... Steel eased forward, to just short of where the cargo bins would fall. "Do you really expect to live, Fragment? I am not your only enemy." He waved a nose back up the corridor. "There are thousands out there who hunger for your death." The other bobbed its heads in a ghastly smile. New blood oozed from the wounds that were opened. "Dear Steel, you never seem to understand. You have made it possible for me to survive. Don't you see? I have saved the children. Even now,
mbt fora blue, I am preventing you from harming the starship. In the end this will win me a conditional surrender. I will be weak for a few years, but I will survive." The old Flenser glittered through the pain and the wounds. The old opportunism. "But you are a fragment. Three-fifths of you is --" "The little school teacher?" Flenser lowered his heads and blinked shyly. "She was stronger than I expected. For a while she ruled this pack, but bit by bit I forced my way back. In the end, even without the others, I am whole." Flenser whole once more. Steel edged back, almost in retreat. Yet there was something strange here. Yes, the Flenser was at peace with himself, self-satisfied. But now that Steel could see the pack all together, he saw something in its body language that... Insight came then, and with it a flash of intensest pride. For once in my life,
GHD Keighley, I understand better than the Master. "Whole, you say? Think. We both know how souls do battle within, the little rationalizations, the great unknowings. You think you've killed the other, but whence comes your recent confidence? What you're doing is exactly what Tyrathect would do now. All thought is yours now,
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