Part 2 (2/2)

”If it can be so done, yours shall be the hand, oh Nepthalim!” cried the Akildare who had first spoken of the s.h.i.+p. Turgan bowed his head and a murmur of a.s.sent came from the a.s.sembled council.

”And now for action!” cried Turgan. ”There is no need to talk longer.

Years ago our plans were perfected for the capture of the s.p.a.ce s.h.i.+p and each knows the part a.s.signed to him. Toness, the Akildare, will rule during my absence, for I will command the s.h.i.+p, under Damis. Twelve of our men who know all that we have been able to learn will make up the crew. None of them will take any part in the capture of the s.h.i.+p for many lives may be lost in that venture and we will need the instructed men to operate the s.h.i.+p after we capture it. Damis, have you any addition to make to our plans?”

”Only one, Turgan. Glavour will ransack the Earth rather than be cheated of one he has marked for his prey. Lura will be safe nowhere on Earth.

Her capture by the Sons of G.o.d will discourage the timid who will say that if Turgan cannot protect his own daughter, how can he free the Earth? She must go with us.”

”Your point is well taken, Damis,” replied the Kildare. ”She shall go.

Now to action! Monaill, are your men ready?”

”They will a.s.semble at my signal, oh, Kildare.”

”Give the signal, for nothing will be gained by delay. We will follow behind while you capture the s.h.i.+p.”

Monaill bowed before the Kildare and hastened from the council room. In a few words Turgan gave to Toness the final orders for the conduct of the conspiracy during his absence. Followed by Lura, Damis and three of the council, he made his way to a hidden doorway. Along an underground pa.s.sage they made their way for a quarter of a mile. A group of figures was seen dimly ahead of them and nine men joined the party. Turgan identified them to Damis as the balance of the crew.

”Has Monaill pa.s.sed this way?” he asked.

”He pa.s.sed with his band a few moments ago, oh, Kildare,” replied one of the men. ”See, there is the light which summons us to follow.”

He pointed to a tiny light which had suddenly flashed into brilliance.

Turgan nodded and led the way forward. At another doorway which opened to Turgan's touch on a hidden lever, the party paused. An instant later there came from a few hundred yards ahead of them a hoa.r.s.e cry of alarm followed by the roar of a huge whistle.

”The battle has joined!” cried Turgan. The others crouched, tense and motionless. From ahead came the sound of battle. Violet light showed in short intense flashes. It was evident that the Jovian guard of the s.p.a.ce s.h.i.+p was fighting valiantly to protect it. Shaking aside Turgan's restraining hand, Damis crept slowly forward.

Two hundred yards from the spot where he left Turgan he came to a bend in the pa.s.sage. The sound of battle came from just ahead. He crept forward and peered around the corner. The pa.s.sage emerged from the ground and gave way to a huge open s.p.a.ce which he recognized as part of the grounds of the Viceregal palace. Standing on a launching platform was a Jovian s.p.a.ce s.h.i.+p around which a battle raged.

Five of the huge Jovians were battling furiously with a score of Earthmen. Three dead Jovians and a dozen crushed forms of Terrestrials testified to the bitterness of the fight. The terrible black tubes of the Jovians were exhausted and the battle was now being waged hand to hand, Jovian ax against Earthly sword. The Terrestrials were being gradually pressed back.

A shout came from the distance and Damis could see a dozen Jovian guards hastening toward the scene of the fight, brandis.h.i.+ng in their hands the terrible black tubes. He turned back and shouted to Turgan.

”Hasten!” he cried. ”In a moment, Monaill and his men will be overthrown!”

With a shout the crouching group of Terrestrials rushed toward him, but Damis did not wait. The oncoming Jovians were several hundred yards away when he threw himself into the fray. At his appearance, a cry of dismay went up from the Earthmen which was changed to one of mingled wonder and triumph as Damis seized the nearest Jovian and bore the fellow down despite his struggles. It was a matter of seconds for him to break the bull neck of the huge guard and he turned to grasp another. The four remaining Jovians backed away but Damis was not to be denied. He rushed in and grasped another about the waist, avoiding the swing of the forty-pound ax, and dragged him back. The swords of the Terrestrials pierced the struggling guard from the rear and Damis rushed toward the three survivors.

Heartened by his aid, the remnants of Monaill's band charged with him.

Two of the Jovians fell before the swords of the Earthmen and the third went down before a blow of Damis' fist. As he turned back to the s.h.i.+p, Turgan, followed by the crew of the s.h.i.+p, dashed up.

”Into the s.h.i.+p!” cried Damis. A glance showed that the Jovian guards were less than two hundred yards away and were coming on in huge leaps.

The door of the s.p.a.ce s.h.i.+p was open and the band of Terrestrials clambered in.

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