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In this was a thread of common and unpleasant smell, which he followed around the second left turn. After a moment's looking he descried the source: a tripodic vellurm, small as his arm. Yet it was a puzzler.
He drew a sketch in his book of half a lemon, with three rods of lead, a pansy, and cinder of cedar sliver all stuck in it. Tearing the page out (it would grow back), he rolled it up and threw it. The enemy only tugged at the paper with its grasshopper-like mouth. Would Arney have to make the mixture in reality? No, it must be the wrong one.
Instead, he took out a spell cartridge the size of a cigar: Poltmann, 4770 variety. This he pointed like a small wand, and sent a charge through it via his fingers. It went off with a hiss, and a grassy-smelling smoke. The hindmost of the vellurm's three legs broke with a jolt, and it hurried around a corner, puffing fearfully.
Arney narrowed his eyes; the runaway would no doubt simply become someone else's problem.

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