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The Giaks form a semicircle, holding you at bay with the points of their spears. Suddenly, a clutch of Kraan glides across the trees and drop their riders almost on top of you. Their leader screams ‘Darg!’ and, as one, the Giaks charge.
The Giaks form a semicircle, holding you at bay with the points of their spears. Suddenly, a clutch of Kraan glides across the trees and drop their riders almost on top of you. Their leader screams ‘Darg!’ and, as one, the Giaks charge.
Text copyright © 1986 Joe Dever.
Illustrations copyright © 1986 Gary Chalk.