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highly unlikely given the disastrous defeats the Invid leader had been
suffering in other quarters-the Sentinels were prepared to leave most of their
forces "onworld to complement the strength of the remaining Bioroid clones.
The one Invid hive that had come through the battle reasonably intact would
serve as their base. Vince and Veidt were in favor of this even though it
would significantly reduce the Sentinels' firepower. Haydon IV, though, was
not be thought of in terms of a military campaign; they were undertaking the
journey for the sake of Rick, Lisa, Karen, and Rem.
Once again, as someone pointed out.
But the Karbarrans and Praxians, in any case, chose to disregard Vince's
statement. They likewise ignored Veidt and Sarna's claim that the planet had
not been adversely affected by the Invid presence. Haydon IV had Invid;
therefore, Haydon IV needed to be liberated.
Kami and Learna were reluctant to leave, reluctant to abandon the hin
and to have to reattach themselves to life-support systems; but they agreed to
see things through to their completion after Lron and Crysta reminded them of
how they had left their son, Dardo, behind on Karbarra.
The Sentinels were back to the core group.
And they were also back to unknowns.
It was possible they might beat the Regent's fleet to Haydon IV; get in
and out without incident. But it was just as likely that things would continue
in the same unpredictable fashion they had grown accustomed to.
Ten Earth-standard hours later, the SDF-7 left orbit and jumped.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
While it was true the Invid had been existing on the very same fruits and
flowers that were rapidly turning Tesla into something not-quite or more-than
Invid, it must be pointed out that the liquified plant-stuff which reached
Optera was of a "pasteurized" variety, and was principally utilized as
nutrient bath for the soldiers' battle mecha-Scouts, Shock Troopers, Pincer
Ships, and such. By forcing himself to subsist on the pure (or the impure, in
actuality), Tesla was receiving megadoses of the same stuff that years earlier
had sent the Zentraedi Khyron clear over the edge of the Imperative, and into
undreamed-of states of metanoia.
History of the Second Robotech War, volume XXXVI "Tirol"
"I demand to know where she is!" The Regent bawled as he and his
eleven-trooper elite stormed across one of Haydon IV's ice-blue plazas, the
splendors of the city lost on them.
The planet's indigenous beings paid the Invid little mind, and went
about their mysterious business, hovering in groups of two or three in and out
of Glike's spirelike buildings, across graceful bridges, and through parks too
perfect to believe. But visitors, guests, and merchants from other worlds
stopped to gaze upon the one whose race had most recently changed the face of
the Fourth Quadrant. A few Karbarrans even had to be restrained from running
forward to mock the Regent with reminders of their recent victory. "Sentinels!
Sentinels!" they chanted, and succeeded for a moment in bringing the Regent
around to confront them. No one, however, dared make a violent move, for
beneath those very same plazas and parks lurked surprises of a decidedly
punishing nature. Haydon IV had rules for citizens and strangers alike, and it
enforced them without bias.
The Invid squad commander whispered as much to the Regent, while the
ursine Karbarrans continued to hurl insults and imprecations. And at the same
moment one of the Regis's servants approached, offering a brief and
unconvincing genuflection.
"Your Highness," the servant said, with a condescending tone.
The Regent raised a fist. "How dare she refuse to honor my arrival!"
"Perhaps, my lord," the Regent's own lieutenant suggested, "she trembles
in terror at the mere thought of your blinding presence."
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"Grovel on your own time," the Regent snarled. He fixed his wife's
servant with a gimlet stare. "Where is my shameful wife? Explain this breach
of protocol, worm, before I find a place for you in the Pits."
The servant lifted its head. "She is gone, Regent."
The Regent knew as much already, and bristled at the servant's
impertinence. "I'm aware that she is gone-her flagship has left orbit. But I
want to know where."
"She left no word, m'lord. Save to say that she is not expected to
return."
"Which explains your laxity." The Regent raised himself to his full
height, and looked down his snout on the Regis's creature. "Perhaps I will
make an example of you, grub. Now, lead me to our chambers before I forget
myself...See that my pets are cared for," he said to his lieutenant as an
afterthought, "and have the Sentinel prisoner brought before me."
Several other servants appeared to usher the Regent and his retinue to
the same rooms his queen had occupied and abandoned, and along the way he
could not help but take note of some of Haydon IV's wonders. The planet was
unlike anything he had ever seen, and yet there was a sense of familiarity
everywhere he looked. Here, a structure that was reminiscent of Tiresia;
there, a patch of forest seemingly lifted from Garuda. Spherisian crystal
palaces, Karbarran factories without the dirt or stench, Praxian arabesque
carvings, totems, statues, pillars, and pedestals-even some things which could
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