"Look at his bloody shirt." The cool, indolent interest of the crowd vanished at the red color pointed out by Jackson Jorth.

Daggs rose in a single springy motion to his lofty height.

The face Bruce turned to Jorth was swollen and bruised, with unhealed cuts.

Where his right eye should have been showed a puffed dark purple bulge.

His other eye, however, gleamed with hard and sullen light.