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She was barely conscious of Mark and Cynthia and Carston seconds later, bursting into the room. And of Mark's face mirroring his anxiety as he hurried to her.
In the same instant she knew that her people's accumulative vibration had reached an apex of power, and like an avenging fury was turning _their way -- centering on one person in that laboratory room_! Desperately Aladdian tried to stop it, but she was too near exhaustion and too late.