Page 76 -- First Seen: 2010-02-19

This is a preview of: Phoebus Krumm

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PANEL ONE (upper lefthand quarter of page)

With _Resplendent Quetzal_'s hull a hundred yards in the
background, Bretta is astride Rakush, wrapped in his protective
#-field. Beside them, her #-field merged with her mate's, Marengo
bears an odd-shaped load with even odder things sticking out of it.
Bretta, crossbow in one hand, is reaching for what looks a bit like a
slender broomstick.

In the immediate foreground, we see the rim and a bit of the top
and side of a target flour barrel.

Narrative (Tarrant): 'Meanwhile, Bretta put her fighting steeds
through their paces.'

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PANEL TWO (upper righthand quarter of page)

We now see Bretta from the back, firing her crossbow. The stick
she took is a large quarrel which strikes the barrel.

Bretta: ''Twould be more satisfying could we but hear it.'

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PANEL THREE (lower half of page)

The barrel erupts in an explosion, through the edge of which we
see Bretta, her _Lamina_, and a bit of _Resplendent Quetzal_. Brushed
by the front edge of the expanding gas cloud, Bretta and her animals
have flipped backward and been thrown toward the ship, but are
otherwise unharmed.

Bretta: 'Of course it's _easy_ to hear when you're _inside_ the
explosion!'

SFX (explosion): 'THA-WHOOOOOM!'