Even as Paul and Nandiwatched, a small piece sheared loose from one of the walls ahead of them, rolled the small cluster of trees that stood on a knoll a fewyards down from the medical facility's front door. The Hive's small air force, perhapsbecause of the planes' resemblance to insects, had been shredded by the _Eciton_ army. Paul lay huddled in the bottom of the little boatarrowheads spattered against it like hailstones, splintering the wood all around him.
Whatever these men were, true or false seemings, theywere at home in this world in a way that Paul most decidedly was not. You're here! Emily shrieked. Sam, not Salome. Don't worry your pretty little head, Sweet William replied We'll just carry you on ourbacks all the way to the Emerald City, or Mordor, or wherever the hell it is we're going.
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