"I'll lead the attack!" you tell yourself. "Better
that than to be caught in this cage."
  "Thrap!" you shout. And the great, powerful
beasts obey.  Howling for blood, the tigers follow
you through the gate.
  You soon find yourself in a courtyard, filled with
a company of helmeted Omicron guards.
"Surrender!" the leader calls out.
  "No chance," you answer. Before the guards
can respond, you give the command "Rauch!"
And the tigers bound toward the guards. You
hurry along behind them, unsheathing your darts
as you move. You start sending darts flying, and
the guards being to fall.
  The guards are armed with electronic prods whose
touch is paralyzing to humans; but the tigers are so
huge, the prods give them only a nasy jolt. Still,
there are four times as many guards as tigers.
Fierce as the tigers are, the outcome of the fight is
far from certain.
  Suddenly you hear Ffloyd behind you. "Oh,
my," he cries, "why did you leave the cage?"
  The next thing you know is unbearable pain.

  "Hello there," Ffloyd says, when you regain
consciousness. "I'm sorry to see you here."
  "Hello, Ffloyd," you answer.  "I know what you
mean.  I guess we lost that one." Both of you are
surrounded by guards, and your hands are tied
behind your backs.
  Ffloyd shrugs magnificently. "Tomorrow is an-
other day," he says.

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