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Book One: Dune
Lasgunswouldknockthemdown,butlasgunswereexpensiveandnotoriouslycrankyofmaintenance—andtherewasalwaystheperilofexplosivepyrotechnicsifthelaserbeamintersectedahotshield.TheAtreidesreliedontheirbodyshieldsandtheirwits.
Now,Paulheldhimselfinnearcatatonicimmobility,knowinghehadonlyhiswitstomeetthisthreat.
Thehunter-seekerliftedanotherhalfmeter.Itrippledthroughtheslattedlightfromthewindowblinds,backandforth,quarteringtheroom.
Imusttrytograbit,hethought.Thesuspensorfieldwillmakeitslipperyonthebottom.Imustgriptightly.
Thethingdroppedahalfmeter,quarteredtotheleft,circledbackaroundthebed.Afainthummingcouldbeheardfromit.
Whoisoperatingthatthing?Paulwondered.Ithastobesomeonenear.IcouldshoutforYueh,butitwouldtakehimtheinstantthedooropened.
ThehalldoorbehindPaulcreaked.Arapsoundedthere.Thedooropened.
Thehunter-seekerarrowedpasthisheadtowardthemotion.
Paul’srighthandshotoutanddown,grippingthedeadlything.Ithummedandtwistedinhishand,buthismuscleswerelockedonitindesperation.Withaviolentturnandthrust,heslammedthething’snoseagainstthemetaldoorplate.
Hefeltthecrunchofitasthenoseeyesmashedandtheseekerwentdeadinhishand.
Still,heheldit—tobecertain.
Paul’seyescameup,mettheopenstareoftotalbluefromtheShadoutMapes.
“Yourfatherhassentforyou,”shesaid.“Therearemeninthehalltoescortyou.
