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Proudly, calmly, as though on parade, Lil-rin stepped to my side and stood quietly alert.
A murmur arose in the back of the hall. There was the clang of a spring-gun and the thud of its bolt somewhere behind me. But I had caught a glimpse of the gun, and I fired.