Suddenly there was an enormous flash and a bolt came from the terrible storm and struck the rod atop the ancient ruin.
Any excuse to lay hannds on you. All the native life on planet voerster had a maddening way of staying in almost perfect balance with the planetary ecology. He considered once more escaping on to the astral, leaving this empty shell of a body for them to do what they would with it, taking his chance on that eternal battlefield in the timeless wilderness, a mercenary who would join either rada or petro forces.
You overestimate yourself, child.