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　Doubts　？　Keill　felt　again　the　chill　that　had　swept　over　him　in　that　desperate　moment　of　realization　when；　facing　Thr'un；　he　had　learned　that　the　whole　fearful　story　of　the　Warlord　was　true　beyond　all　doubt。
　'Only　one；'　he　said　grimly。　'That　if　I　meet　any　more　members　of　this　Deathwing；　I　doubt　if　I'll　survive　the　encounter。'
　Glr's　bright　eyes　shone　with　amusement　as　she　relayed　the　message。　Talis　is　sure　you　will；　now　that　you　know　more　about　what　to　expect。　He　is　very　pleased　at　being　right　about　his　assessment　of　your　survival　potential。
　'Fine；'　Keill　muttered。　'Tell　him　we're　all　very　pleased　here；　too。'
　He　also　hopes　you　will　now　confirm；　Glr　went　on；　that　you　will　act　as　the　Overseers'　emissary。　To　go　on　their　behalf　to　worlds　that　are　threatened　by　the　Warlord　…　and　to　do　what　you　can　to　oppose　the　threat。
　Keill　knew　what　his　answer　was；　yet　he　hesitated。　On　their　behalf？　But　he　was　still　a　legionary；　if　alone　…　and　he　had　a　job　to　do；　an　unspoken　promise　to　keep；　to　the　dead　of　Moros。　He　did　not　delude　himself　that　the　defeat　of　Thr'un　was　anything　but　a　first；　small　step　in　keeping　that　promise。　Somewhere　the　real　enemy；　the　real　destroyer；　still　lived；　still　strove　to　spread　his　deadly　infection　of　violence　and　murder。
　'Tell　Talis；'　he　said　slowly；　'that　it　is　as　much　my　fight　as　his　…　or　more。　Tell　him　that　I　will　work　with　the　Overseers；　but　not　for　them。　I　will　accept　advice　and　assistance；　but　not　orders。　Tell　him　that　wherever　I　go；　I　will　do　what　I　can　and　what　I　must　…　but　my　way；　without　interference。'
　Talis　understands　the　conditions；　and　agrees。
　'And　do　you　e　along　as　well　？'
　Of　course；　Glr　laughed。　You　would　certainly　never　survive　without　me。
　Keill　lay　back　in　the　slingseat。　In　his　mind's　eye　an　image　formed　…　an　image　that　always　lurked　on　the　edge　of　his　imagination；　that　would　probably　always　continue　to　lurk　there。　The　image　of　the　planet　Moros　as　he　last　saw　it　…　bathed　in　a　glowing　haze　of　lethal　radiation；　in　which　everything　and　everyone　that　Keill　had　loved　had　met　their　deaths。
　And　beyond　that　image；　another；　newer　one。　Like　a　black　shadow　across　his　inner　vision。　The　dark　mystery　of　the　Warlord　…　and　the　shadow　of　the　Deathwing。
　The　Overseers　are　waiting　for　your　confirmation；　Glr　broke　in。
　'Tell　the　Overseers；'　Keill　said；　'confirmed。　Absolutely　confirmed。'
　　



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