The posse hadlocked their doors from the inside. With the particular explosive used, anything that might have survived theblasts would have been seared by heat flash. Weldi had killed one, her father the other. The man didn't pause,but before Steeg could shoot again, someone else had, and the man inblack fell, half spinning.
A spent round, Ibang told himself, probably a ricochet. Fortunately the twomoons up were only six or eight degrees apart; when one was hidden,usually both were. Orleskis had left briefly to see to other things. To give them the emotional stability of the T'swa.
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