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/* /*]] */ /* /*]] */ d14 Dark Carnival The mutie gator clamped its teeth around Ryan’s ankles and jerked him into the river The creature had incredible power, flailing him around like a toy in the hands of an excited child. The one-eyed man struggled to hold his breath, but it was impossible.
Twice he managed to get fingers on the butt of his SIG-Sauer blaster, but each time the gator twisted him around, dashing him facedown into the shingle, making him lose his grip. Ryan’s third attempt was for his panga, and this time he was lucky.
But the cleaver, with its broad, heavy blade, was suited for slashing and hacking, rather than thrusting.
Though Ryan tried to use it, the edge simply slid off the great knobbed scales of the giant reptile..
Battling against a shrinking supply of air, Ryan could feel his strength beginning to slip away.
And he was, slowly and surely, being dragged toward the deeper waters offshore Dark Carnival
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A GOLD EAGLE BOOK FROM WORLDWIDE
TORONTO NEW YORK LONDON PARIS
AMSTERDAM -STOCKHOLM -HAMBURG
ATHENS MILAN TOKYO SYDNEY
After twenty-five years of magic and mystery, wonder and love, this one is for Elizabeth First edition January 1992 ISBN 0-373-62514-6 DARK CARNIVAL
