Oh, we havetremors, Tezziq said softly, but hardly the kind you mean. Members of the crew had meanwhile been lowering a block and tackle on aheavy chain wrapped around a large hand-wound windlass, with which to winch the Chimaera out of thewater. But, inthe end, something had made him pause, an innate caution at the lack of a clear and uncompromised signthat would make him certain he was right about her. It's a holoimage—Gyrgontechnomagic.
Ignore it, Thigpen said. That seems odd, he said through gritted teeth, considering how cold you became toward me. I don't believe a word of it! He scabbarded hisshock-sword. He intends to offer his services to the Government.
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