Blade Dancer

Blade Dancer

by K. M. Tolan
     
 

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Emerging from an ancient civil war with only a patchwork of once-powerful technologies, the Qurls are threatened by new weapons in the hands of old enemies. Driven by the guilt of a comrade's death, Mikial reaches out through her own divided heritage to discover the humans behind the guns. The one enemy she didn't expect to face was her own people. The one ally she…  See more details below

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Emerging from an ancient civil war with only a patchwork of once-powerful technologies, the Qurls are threatened by new weapons in the hands of old enemies. Driven by the guilt of a comrade's death, Mikial reaches out through her own divided heritage to discover the humans behind the guns. The one enemy she didn't expect to face was her own people. The one ally she didn't plan on being saved by was human.

Product Details

ISBN-13:
2940000132401
Publisher:
Champagne Books
Publication date:
02/01/2008
Sold by:
Barnes & Noble
Format:
NOOK Book
File size:
394 KB

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"Ease back," Dalen gasped as they sank. "My stomach can't handle this anymore than the airship can! Look at the right wing."

She did. As Dalen said, there was a ragged puncture dangerously close to the engine nacelle. Behind her, Mikial saw something else that shot hot energy through her body. "Dalen! That little building! It ... it's rising off the ground!"

He wrenched around. "What?"

Jagged rock and clumps of greenery shot by beneath them as Mikial swooped for the beckoning brightness of the canyon mouth. "I'm seeing things, right?"

His reply was a shocked monotone. "It's coming."

"How can it?"

His hand gripped her shoulder hard. "Mikial, do something! It's right behind us!"

Insane as it seemed, the thing hung just off her tail. What she had first assumed was a tarp pulled over some truck was actually the thing's hull. It looked like a bubble someone had sat on--a bubble made of a dull green metal. It had skids instead of wheels. She saw neither wings nor propellers. There were two figures visible through a sloping windshield. They wore helmets.

"Someone's opened a side door," Dalen said, his eyes wide. "They have a gun!"

"Surprised?" Mikial hissed as she made a sharp turn, the harness biting into her shoulders as her head rocked to one side. The thing followed. Trying to keep her and Dalen's skulls from banging into the canopy, Mikial repeated the maneuver in reverse.

Meet the Author

Born in Marysville, MI, Kerry grew up reading both fantasy and science fiction. Kerry's life was shaped by serving ten years in the USAF, which included a combat tour in Vietnam. He now resides in Texas with his wife, two children, and a cat.

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