He grinned then at his audience. The close combat drills he didn't even attempt. Three or four wars older! she thought grimacing. Across thedesk from her was a chair with a cushioned seat.
President Lanks had looked briefly pained. Four or five long seconds passed before Warden backedout the command center door, dragging an inert body that had to be theKlestronu general. Romlar got up and left the wardroom, striding down thepassageway to the bridge, a room not particularly large, resembling insize and shape the bridge on a surface ship. On one side was ametal housing resembling a narrow shed or overgrown cabinet,presumably holding whatever made the teleport function.
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