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Book Two: Muad‘dib

           Inavoicetomatchthatdryness,hesaid:“Yes,theyfoughtwell,indeed.”

           Thecaptured’thoptertookoffwithalurchingflapofwings,angledupwardtothesouthinasteep,wing-tuckedclimb.

           SotheseFremencanhandle’thopters,too,Hawatthought.

           Onthedistantdune,aFremenwavedasquareofgreencloth:once...twice.

           “Morecome!”theFremenbesideHawatbarked.“Beready.I’dhopedtohaveusawaywithoutmoreinconvenience.”

           Inconvenience!Hawatthought.

           Hesawtwomore’thoptersswoopingfromhighinthewestontoanareaofsandsuddenlydevoidofvisibleFremen.OnlyeightsplotchesofbluethebodiesoftheSardaukarinHarkonnenuniformsremainedatthesceneofviolence.

           Another’thopterglidedinoverthecliffwallaboveHawat.Hedrewinasharpbreathashesawitabigtroop-carrier.Itflewwiththeslow,spread-wingheavinessofafullloadlikeagiantbirdcomingtoitsnest.

           Inthedistance,thepurplefingerofalasgunbeamflickedfromoneofthediving’thopters.Itlacedacrossthesand,raisingasharptrailofdust.

           “Thecowards!”theFremenbesideHawatrasped.

           Thetroopcarriersettledtowardthepatchofblue-cladbodies.Itswingscreptouttofullreach,beganthecuppingactionofaquickstop.

           Hawat’sattentionwascaughtbyaflashofsunonmetaltothesouth,a‘thopterplummetingthereinapowerdive,wingsfoldedflatagainstitssides,itsjetsagoldenflareagainstthedarksilveredgrayofthesky.Itplungedlikeanarrowtowardthetroopcarrierwhichwasunshieldedbecauseofthelasgunactivityaroundit.

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