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This is a preview of: Phoebus Krumm

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PANEL ONE (upper lefthand quarter of page)

Seen over Bretta's shoulder, a bright, colorful splash of
projectible fire lights up _Resplendent Quetzal_'s #-field at
mid-hull. Bretta narrowly avoids being hit.

Bretta: 'Ceo's beard, that was close!'

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PANEL TWO (upper righthand quarter of page)

She peers into the distance at the faraway oncoming ships. Halfway
between her and them, Tarrant's little ship can be seen, streaking
toward the enemy.

Bretta: 'A long shot, that -- was it merely luck?'

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PANEL THREE (lower lefthand quarter of page)

A second shot strikes _Resplendent Quetzal_'s #-field, startling
the _lamina_

Bretta: 'No, there was art to it. Let's take ourselves out of the line
of fire, Rakush!'

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PANEL FOUR (lower right quarter of page)

Bretta urges her mount high above the line between _Resplendent
Quetzal_ and the oncoming Jendyne vessels. The other _lamina_ follow.

Bretta: 'Come on, now, _up_, Rakush!'