Myth 13 - Myth Alliances Asprin, Robert (top 100 novels .TXT) 📖

to help us,” Tananda whispered back. “A Kobold and his computer are one of the great love sto?ries in all the dimensions.”

I made a quick decision. I pulled the D-​hopper out of my boot and handed it to Bunny.

“Take him back to Kobol. See if they can do anything for Coley. We can handle the first part, at least.”

Bunny nodded. “I'll be back as soon as I can.” She kissed me. My heart sang. “Good luck!”

I grinned. “No warrior ever got a better sendoff to bat?tle.”

She blushed prettily and pushed the button.

“That leaves three of us,” Tananda reminded me.

After their cowardly attack on Zol I was more deter?mined than ever to drive the Pervects out. “That will be plenty.”

We hefted our weaponry and sneaked into the ante?room. Gleep's stomach rumbled audibly behind me.

“Shh!” I hissed.

Gleep looked at me apologetically. “Gleep sorry.”

The Pervects weren't listening for small noises. They were shouting at one another. A clanging noise added to the clamor. I crawled close enough to the door to listen.

“More riots!” the eldest one yelled. “What is it, every single Wuhs in Pareley decides this is the day to protest our rules? They're insane.”

The jangling came again.

“Hello! Factory #8. Fix it yourselves, you miserable sheep! One of you go. Hurry.”

I heard a bamf of displaced air as a Pervect vanished.

Mentally I complimented Kassery and Bunny. They had been riding herd on the designated protest teams all week long. Bunny in particular had been incredibly good about getting them to promise to cooperate at the designated mo?ment. With her background in handling Mob men, the Wuhses didn't have a chance to waffle or back out. It looked like all her convincing had paid off.

“Let them riot!” shouted the elegant one in the jump?suit. “Who cares if the Wuhses riot? There's a magician gunning for us. Concentrate on him! Find him!”

'That power surge ought to have knocked him out,“ the little one at the computer snapped. ”He's flat on his back. He ought to be easy to find. Follow the power line. Take a tracer from my CPU."

If they had a means of locating computers by magik I was glad Bunny and Zol were no longer in the dimension. I peered through the crack in the door. Four left. Weren't they ever going to leave?

“Gleep?” my pet asked quietly. He wore a collar filled with anti-​magik dust. I hoped that would protect him from the fire spell. If he felt any heat at all he had orders to back off and lure the Pervects to him. It would have the same ef?fect of clearing the room that I had in mind.

I glanced in through the doorway. The old one, the very young one, the elegant one and the tough one in the mini?skirt were still in there. Time was running away! How could I get in and lay my anti-​magik floor if they didn't leave? Time to take action!

I gestured over my head. Gleep gave me a happy grin, nudged open the door with his nose, and trotted playfully into the middle of the Pervects' chamber.

“Well, look at that, a little pet dragon,” the elder Pervect said, bending over to beckon Gleep to her. “Come here, lit?tle dragon-​cutie-​pie. What are you doing here?”

“Dragons aren't native to this dimension,” the little onewarned her. “It's some kind of trick... !” But it was toolate.

POOT!

“Aaaaugggh!”

The inevitable happened. The effects of processed car?bohydrates hitting dragon digestive juices manifested itself strongly in the enclosed room. The air didn't actually turn green, but it smelled as though it should have. Gleep stood in the middle of the stone floor, looking very pleased with himself. Then he stuck out his long, forked tongue and blew a raspberry at the four Pervects. Flicking his tail play?fully, he galloped out of the room. The Pervects let out a cry of fury, and went running out after him, past us and into the hallway. I checked the status of the spell to make sure the little flames were pointing inward now, hoisted my buckets and charged in.

“Hurry,” Tananda urged me. “Phew!”

The gaggingly awful smell Gleep had left behind drove me to my knees, but I used a form of the “pushing” spell I knew to clear out the air.

“Look!” I cried joyfully, pointing to a clear glass globe on the table. “There he is!” A small figure was jumping up and down inside it. Wensley.

There was no time to free him now. I stuffed the sphere into my pouch. Tananda and I emptied our buckets into the center of the room and used brooms to push it over the sur?face of the floor in a big square.

“Do we have to get it everywhere?” she asked.

“Keep it more than an arm's length from the wall. I don't want it to take out the fire spell. I need that. Look! It's soaking right in.” The disenchanting sand seemed to dis?solve right into the substance of the floor.

“If it replicates itself,” Tananda pointed out, “then even?tually it will work its way outward and put out the fire.”

“I hope we can get this done before that happens,” I replied. But I was worried about that, too.

Screaming and the sounds of breaking crockery allowed us to monitor Gleep's progress around the castle. I had in?structed him to cause the maximum possible disruption, and it sounded as though he was taking my orders to heart. I hoped that the other Pervects would come running to help. When I was only half-​finished covering the