Évènements

• Sortie de l'ultime tome de BP!!

C'est aujourd'hui, le 10 juin 2010 que  l'on pourra découvrir LA dernière aventure de Bobby Pendragon, riche en actions et rebondissements. Une rubrique lui est maintenant consacré ! Profitez-en bien !

• Sortie imminente des tomes avant la guerre

C'est de "bobby" que nous vient l'information! Les tomes concernants les hitoires avant la guerre pour Halla nous sont/seront bientôt dévoilés ! Déjà le premier tome est sortie : "Les Voyageurs tome 1 Pendragon avant la guerre ". Le deuxième tome, sortira le 01Avril 2010, et le dernier en mai 2010.

Hobie -ho !!

• Pétiton,

Hello chers Acolytes !

Comme promis, j'ai mis en ligne une pétition. Et oui, il y a eut une majorité de oui. Si elle vous va, merci de répondre en mettant un prénom, ou un pseudo, et en mettant un mot que vous êtes d'accord. Si elle vous va pas, merci de me dire les changements que je pourais effectuer.

Hobie-ho

• News à propos de vos questions

Hey!

Enfin de retour parmi vous!Désolé du retard, mais j'ai des news concernant vos réponses!

DJ MacHale est toujours au même point concenant le film : il n'a pas encore trouvé les bonnes personnes pour réaliser un film adapté des Bobby Pendragon. Et je ne pense pas qu'une pétition le fera changer d'avis. Mais pour trancher, je vais faire un sondage! ( cliquez en haut à droite sur la rubrique "Sondage", voter, c'est terminer!)

Attention: Plus de personnes votent, et plus se sera vraiment  représentatif. Je laisse le sondage jusqu'au 30 Octobre : profitez donc d'inviter vos amis, votre famille, ou d'autre personnes fan de la série, à voter !

Et pour le guide, il n'y a pas de projet en cours, mais pourquoi pas ?!

Voilà des réponses à vos questions!

Hobie-ho ! Tom

• Sortie de Bobby Pendragon 9

Et oui ! C'est aujourd'hui 19 Mai 2009, que sort l'avant dernier tome de Bobby Pendragon, qui promet d'être riche en évènements et en suspens ! Alors courez dans votre librairie, pour découvrir quelles aventures attendent notre héros préféré, dans "Bobby Pendragon et l'avènement du corbeau" ! Bonne lecture, et n'hésitez pas à laisser des commentaires sur ce que vous pensez de ce livre, dans la rubrque créée pour ce livre ( et il en est de même pour les autres tomes) ! Hobie-ho !

• Info venant de Chaotica!

Chaotica nous laisser en commentaire une information importante, qui devait être connue de tous. C'est pour ça que j'ai copié son contenu dans cette rubrique :

Bonne nouvelle, Before the travellers devrait sortir en France,il s'appeleront "Bobby Pendragon avant la guerre" le premier volet prévu en 2010 (comme le tome 10 qui s'appellera "les guerres d'Halla").
voila pour les nouvelles. bonne lecture et Hobie-ho

• SURPRISE :

Comme indiqué dans la page d'acceuil, voilà la surprise du jour de l'auteur : la couverture du dernier tome de Bobby Pendragon

• Facebook

Attention chers utilisateurs de Facebook ! L'auteur vient de présicer qu'il y avait plusieurs pages à son nom sur Facebook, mais qu'il y en avait une seule qu'il consultait régulièrement ! Donc faites attention que ce soit la bonne! Mais il précise que , si vous voulez être assurer d'avoir une réponse à une de vos questions, c'est mieux de lui envoyer à l'adresse que vous trouverez dans la rubrique qui lui est consacrée.

• Nouvelles de la trilogie hors-série

Notre cher auteur vient d'afficher sur son site les dates de parutions des 2 prochains tome de la série racontant une histoire pour chaque territoire, avant la Guerre pour Halla ! Le tome 1, qui est sorti le 27 Janvier au Etats-Unis ( et que vous pouvez commander sur internet), sera donc suivi du tome 2 , qui sortira le 24 Février 2009. Quand au tome 3, il sera disponible pour les Américains le 24 Mars 2009 !

En attendant une éventuelle traduction française, voici le premier chapitre du premier tome, en anglais:

Chapter 1

One

 

Kasha smelled it before she saw it.

 

A tang.

Kasha's ears flattened against her head, and her mouth curled back in a silent snarl. She hated tangs. She had good reason: The vicious lizardlike creatures had killed her mother several years ago. Tangs threatened Kasha and the other klees' lives whenever they left the city of Leeandra or ventured off the sky bridges and took to the jungle floor. Tangs were the reason klees built their cities on bridges and platforms in the enormous trees, high above the ground. She and her forage group risked a run-in with tangs every time they worked. Like today.

Now there was one nearby.

She dropped down to all fours and held still, her whiskers twitching. Although she usually stood on her hind legs, Kasha preferred hunkering down low to the ground to assess a situation. And she moved much faster using all four paws.

Tangs were tall, at least seven feet -- but the fruit stalks were taller. All Kasha could see was the occasional flash of its bright green scaly tail thumping the ground.

The tang was holding still too. Kasha hoped that was because the tang hadn't detected her presence. The green stalks didn't camouflage her blue-black fur and dark tunic very well. But the whiff she'd gotten was the usual unpleasant tang stink, not the stench the two-legged monstrosities emitted when going after prey. Kasha intended to keep it that way.

Kasha swiftly slunk through the towering stalks, taking care not to disturb them. Any rustling or movement would be certain to attract the tang's attention. She needed to get back to Boon and Durgen and warn them.

There were two forage groups out today, and the carts were positioned at opposite ends of the harvest area. Pale, furless gars were picking fruit between the two carts and radiating out from them. Gars were stationed with the carts as well, to receive the bags of fruit -- and as first fodder for tangs if an attack took place.

Kasha had offered to check the northern plants to see if it would be worth including them in today's forage. The weather had been difficult this growing season, and the fields were ripening at different rates. She'd refused to bring any gars with her for this part of the forage -- they were too clumsy and dim-witted, and she feared they'd attract tangs with their noisy movements.

Durgen had protested and suggested they wait until the next flyover to make the determination about harvesting from the air, but Kasha had insisted. The last two forages had been disappointing. She felt it was her responsibility as a forager to ensure an adequate food supply. The entire population of Leeandra depended on the foragers.

Now she wished she hadn't refused the escort.

How many tangs were there? Was this one monstrous creature out on its own, or was it an advance scout searching for food? Food like gars and klees.

She reached the outskirts of the picking area, and as far as she could tell, the tang hadn't followed her. She might be able to get the gars to pack up their sacks and move on without having to face an attack.

Like the tangs, gars were two-legged creatures, but they were much smaller, much weaker. Gars were also smaller and less powerful than the klees; Kasha wasn't sure if that was due to their living conditions or was just the way of their species. It didn't matter really. Gars were what they were.

None of the gars glanced her way as they kept their heads down and their feeble minds on their work. That was good -- she didn't want to start a panic. She wanted to get as much of the fruit packed as she could.

Should they bring the cart closer to the gars, or get the gars moving faster toward the cart? In either case, she had to alert the other klees. If there was one tang, there might be more.

Kasha picked up her pace but resisted the urge to break into a full-out run. Her paws padded over the rough ground as she made swift and steady progress toward the cart.

She'd reached a cleared area. A stream of gars was bringing bulging sacks and loading them into the cart. Kasha's friend, Boon, sat in the driver's seat, keeping watch. Durgen, the forage group leader, was supervising the gars. The rest of the klees had gone into the fields with the gars to oversee the work.

Kasha's fur bristled. She heard a rustling behind her. Her nose twitched, picking up the tang's scent.

It was approaching. Time to run.

Her paws hit the ground hard, and she knew she was making more sound than she should, but she had to get to the cart before the tang noticed it.

She raced to the cart -- and didn't have to say a word.

"Which direction?" Durgen asked the moment he saw her.

"North," Kasha panted, catching her breath.

"Then we go south!" Boon said, taking up the reins as Kasha leaped up onto the cart. The two zenzens pulling the cart stopped munching on dry grasses and lifted their large orange heads.

"Yah!" Boon shouted, flicking the reins. The zenzens responded with a quick trot, the extra joints in their legs helping them pick up speed quickly.

As soon as the nearby gars saw the cart move, they dropped their sacks and raced after it. They knew all too well what this kind of sudden movement meant.

"Hang on!" Boon exclaimed. He yanked the reins hard, forcing the zenzens into a sharp turn. Kasha slid across the cart while Durgen lunged for the bags of fruit, keeping them from falling out.

Kasha's bones jarred as the cart landed with a jerk, then lurched forward.

"Sorry!" Boon called. He flicked the reins again and urged the zenzens to pick up their pace.

Kasha leaped up to stand, planting her feet wide to keep her balance, her keen eyes searching. "The tang! It spotted us!"

The horrible creature burst out of the stalks. It stood at the edge of the cleared area, its angry red eyes flashing in its reptilian head, and its long green hair tangled into the quivering stalks. Its green tongue flicked out as it hissed, revealing its multiple rows of teeth. Terrified gars scattered in all directions, desperate to escape.

"Go! Go! Go!" Kasha cried.

"I'm going!" Boon shouted back.

The tang's head whipped back and forth. Kasha knew it was trying to decide who to take down. The gars were confusing it by running in so many directions. Of course, Kasha thought, none of them has any idea if there are more tangs out there. They might only be safe for a moment.

"We're crushing the fields!" Kasha growled in frustration. She hated seeing all those dropped sacks and trampled stalks.

"We're staying alive," Durgen snapped.

The tang made its decision. Kasha turned away as it leaped onto a nearby gar. The gar's agonized howl of pain made the zenzens pick up their pace. The cart rattled and shook, mowing down more stalks as it hurtled across the field.

"How are we doing?" Boon called back.

Kasha turned to look again. "The tang has a gar to keep it busy. That should give us enough time to get away. But we lost so much harvest!"

Kasha suddenly had an idea. She leaped from the moving cart, landing on all fours.

"What are you doing?" Durgen shouted at her. "Get back here!"

Kasha ignored him. She let out a roar to stop the fleeing gars. "Pick up those sacks now!"

"We are not waiting for you!" Durgen was standing in the cart, shouting after her.

"We'll catch up!" Kasha shouted back.

She reached down and grabbed a sack and shoved it into a nearby gar's chest. Startled, he took it from her. "Pick them up! And run!"

The gars did what they were told, as always. The tang was feeding and wouldn't stop until it had finished. That bought them a little time.

Despite what Durgen had said, the cart slowed down. The gars ran to it and hurled in their sacks, then continued running. Kasha brought up the rear and threw in a sack herself before clambering back up.

"That was a very foolish thing to do," Durgen scolded.

Kasha smirked. "But you're glad I did it. We saved a good portion of that forage."

"You take too many chances," Durgen said.

"It was a calculated risk. For the good of Leeandra."

"What do I do?" Boon asked, slowing the zenzen to a wary walk. "Do we stop here and continue to harvest, or do we warn Flor's group?"

"That tang back there may still follow us," Kasha said. "We should probably -- "

She stopped speaking when she saw a horde of frantic gars running toward them. From the opposite direction.

"Trouble," Boon growled.

"If they're running this way that must mean..."

Durgen nodded grimly. "Tangs. On the other side of the fields."

"So we have at least one tang behind us," Boon said, "and more in front of us."

Kasha hissed in fury. "They're not smart enough to have trapped us. It's a fluke that we're being boxed in."

"Flor's group is in trouble," Durgen said.

"So are we!" Boon cried. The new group of gars joined the others and swarmed the cart, trying to climb in, spooking the zenzens. One of the animals reared, pulling the cart up with it. The sudden movement knocked Kasha off balance. She slammed into the side of the cart, the wind knocked out of her.

Durgen unsheathed his claws and slashed the pale, furless hands reaching into the cart. "Stay back!" he shouted. "Get to the main road! Go!"

"Get away!" Boon cried. "Get away from the zenzens! You'll be crushed!"

Kasha pulled herself upright. Some of the gars listened to the orders and raced away. Others were either too frightened or too stupid to pay attention. They kept trying to get into the cart, but it was moving too quickly.

"We have to get to Flor," Kasha said. "Those klees will need our help!"

"Up ahead!" Boon shouted.

Kasha saw a red-and-brown-striped klee standing in a cart. Flor. He was fending off two tangs. Two dead klees and five dead gars lay on the ground.

Boon pulled the cart to a stop. "How close should we get?"

"Two against one is no match," Kasha said. "Not with tangs."

Durgen pulled a flying disc from his pouch and grabbed a spear that hung on the side of the cart. He stood and aimed. "I can't get a shot from here without hitting Flor," he said, his fur bristling in frustration.

The terrible odor of hungry tangs filled the air. Gars were scattering, running everywhere. The chaos gave Kasha an idea.

"We have to attract the tangs' attention," Kasha said. "Divert them. At least one of them. Improve the odds."

"But how?"

"Get closer!" Kasha instructed Boon.

"Do it," Durgen agreed.

"Yah!" Boon got the zenzens moving again.

Kasha clambered onto the driver's seat with Boon. She hunkered down on her haunches, preparing. With a burst of energy, she pushed off with her powerful back legs and leaped onto the back of one of the galloping zenzens. It let out a startled whinny and bucked, but she hung on. She crawled forward so she could sit up on its back in a proper riding position, clinging to the zenzen's heaving flanks with her legs.

"Go left!" she cried.

Boon yanked the reins and the zenzen responded. Kasha twisted around to face the cart. "Throw me a spear!"

Durgen stood and flung her a weapon. Kasha caught it neatly and faced forward again. She flipped the spear around and used the handle to prod a nearby gar.

"Go!" she shouted at it. "Straight!" She began herding the gars closer to the tang. Despite their terror of the tangs, the thundering hooves and the snarling klee baring her teeth and claws made them obey.

"Hey!" Kasha shouted at the tangs. "Over here! Dinner!"

The tangs turned to look, just as Kasha had hoped.

"Gars!" she shouted. "Run away as fast as you can!" She swiped the air with the spear, sending half the group she'd corralled in one direction, and the other half the opposite way.

One of the tangs took off after a group of gars. It pounced on a stumbling gar, knocking it to the ground. It opened its drooling mouth wide, its second set of fangs glistening, and went to work on the gar.

The other tang paused for a moment, and its indecision gave Flor the opening he needed. He grabbed a spear and sent it deep into the tang's flesh.

Kasha hurtled her flying disc at the tang. It sliced neatly into the back of its neck.

The tang jerked up and let out a howl. As it flung its head back to screech, Kasha flung another disc at it, this time slicing right into its throat.

Boon slowed the zenzens to a stop. Kasha brought her breathing back to normal as she dismounted.

"Any more?" Durgen called to Flor.

Flor shook his head, too winded to speak.

"Home?" Boon asked.

"I think we're safe from here." Durgen ordered the remaining gars to pick up the sacks and load the carts. They avoided looking at the dead as they went about their work.

"Thanks," Flor called to Kasha.

"You would do the same for me," she replied.

Kasha sat on the edge of the cart as it rumbled out of the field, heading back to Leeandra. Exhausted gars trundled alongside the cart, blood- and mud-spattered.

"You did well," Durgen said to Kasha. He wasn't one to give compliments, so Kasha knew she had particularly impressed him. "You saved Flor and much of the harvest."

She shrugged. "If we don't forage well, everyone suffers. Even the gars."

"Your dedication is something to be proud of," Durgen said. "You set a good example. Particularly for one so young. You are your father's daughter."

Kasha took in a deep breath and let it out again. More than anything, that last compliment was the one that pleased her.

Still, she kept her eyes firmly focused forward as they lumbered along the path to the main road through the dense jungle. She didn't want to see the casualties. She knew it was the way of things -- tangs attacked and klees had to use all weapons at hand to protect themselves and the harvest, even if that meant losing gars. Most of them got away, she reminded herself. The losses would have been greater if she hadn't been so quick to act.

Much worse for everyone.

---

 

• Et le dernier tome s'intitulera...

Sans plus attendre, voici le titre du dernier tome

               THE SOLDIERS OF HALLA

Soit en français:                      Les soldats de Halla

• Titre du dernier tome

Et oui, notre cher auteur a indiqué sur son site que le titre du dernier tome serait annoncé le 9 décembre, soit dans 3 jours ! Alors encore un peu de patience !

• Petite information

Suite au dernier commentaire de cette rubrique, je tiens à préciser que les mots comme "dégueulasse", peuvent génés certains lecteurs du site. C'est pourquoi je tiens à dire que ce genre de mots doivent être banis des commentaires, comme les insultes, les propos discriminatoires, ou encore les abréviations. Cela pour ne pas géner les lecteurs. Merci d'avance!

Cependant concernant la publication de la trilogie relatant les histoires de Voyageurs avant la Guerre pour Halla, il n'est pas exclu que l'éditeur des Bobby Pendragon en fasse la traduction. Je vous tiendrai au courant, comme d'habitude. Je vais aussi essayer d'envoyer un mail à l'éditeur pour lui demander s'il serait possible de les traduire. Mais je pense honnêtement que ces livres seront traduits.

Hobie-ho !

• Troisième couverture

Voici en effet la couverture du dernie tome de la trilogie qui racontera une histoire qui s'est déroulée sur chaque territoire, avant la Guerre pour Halla, et qui a été mis en ligne récemment par D.J. MacHale ! Nous pouvons ainsi découvrir Remudi ( à gauche), Patrick (à droite), et au centre de ces deux voyageurs, la magnifique Loor. La voici:

• BD Bobby Pendragon

Et oui, j'ai aussi découvert qu ' aux Etats-Unis, une sorte de BD ( "graphic novel" en anglais), était en vente. Il s'agit en fait de Bobby Pendragon et le marchand de peur, raconté uniquement avec des images et des bulles ( une BD quoi ! ^^). Mais comme ils pensent à nous, DJ MacHale, a mis les 35 premières page de cette BD en ligne....mais en Anglais. Bonne dégustation :

Bobby Pendragon and The merchant of death

• Nouveaux livres hors séries

Eh oui ! J'ai été très surpris ce matin en voyant sur le site officiel de Bobby Pendragon, que 3 livres hors-série feront leur apparition, l'an prochain en Angleterre. Il s'agit de 3 livres racontant pour chaque territoire, une histoire s'étant déroulé avant la guerre pour Halla, avec comme personnage pricipal, le voyageur de chaque territoire.  Le premier tome racontra une hisotire pour le territoire de Gunny, Spader et Kasha, le second pur les territoires de Aja, Alder, et Elie Winter, et le dernier pour les territoires de Remudi, Loor et Patric. Ils sortiront respectivement en Janvier 2009,  Février 2009, et Mars 2009.

Mais en attendant  voici les couvertures des 2 premiers livres, que notre cher auteur nous à révéler récemment:

• 22 Mai 2008

C'est la date de sortie du 8éme tome en France: Bobby Pendragon- Les Pèlerin de Rayne. J'ai donc créée dés aujourd'hui la rubrique consacrée à ce tome!! Courez donc chez vos libraires l'acheter!!

• Couverture du 9 éme tome en Anglais

Et oui, voilà sous vos yeux la couverture du neuvième tome,qui sera sûrement la même que pour l'adition française (ça a été le cas jusqu'aujourd'hui)

• Sortie en Angleterre de Bobby pendragon- Raven Rise

Hé oui, depuis le 20 mai 2008, les anglophones peuvent lire le 9éme - et avant-dernier tome - de la série Bobby Pendragon. Il promet d'être plein d'actions, de révélations. Bobby pourrit voir enfin la solution pour mettre un terme au conflit qu'il mène contre St Dane depuis de nombreuse années. Pour nous, il faudra attendre encore un peu avant de connaître ce qui s'y passe.

• Le Guide de Territoires de Halla

   

L’auteur a prévu de faire une encyclopédie qui rassemblerait un résumé de toute l’histoire, un résumé pour chaque livres, et quelques informations sur les territoires encore inconnus. Il sera aussi illustré : des scènes des livres seront représentées et l’aspect des territoires également. Cela servirait aux nouveaux arrivants dans l’aventure de savoir ce qui s’est passé dans les 5 premiers tomes, et aux anciens, ce livre fera office de rappel. Il a aussi précisé que ce n’était pas un des 1O livres qui sont prévus, mais un livre appart.

Edit: J'ai commandé ce livre au Furet ( il est disponible uniquement en anglais,et il faut attendre assez longtemps pour l'obtenir). Et je ne regrette vraiment pas. Le seul défaut que je puisse lui trouver, c'est qu'il soit un peu trop fin ( ce n'est pas réellement une encyclopédie: 48 pages). Mais , on peut voir le visage de personnages important comme celui de l'oncle Press et des Voyageurs des 5 territoires, ou d'objets et de lieux très importants, commme Utopia, les globes qui permettent aux Hommes de respirer dans l'océan de Cloral, etc . Ces illustrations m'ont permis de mettre des visages sur des personnages de la série que je ne visualisais pas très bien, et de découvrir la forme d'objets que je n'imaginais pas avoir cette apparence.Donc je le recomande vivement. Hobie-ho !!

• Parution des tomes 9 et 10

DJ MacHale a précisé sur le site officiel de la série, que le 9éme tome sortira en Mai 2008, et que le 10éme et dernier tome sortira en mai 2009. Mais ce sont les dates de parutions pour les pays Anglophones, ce qui veut dire 4 mois environ, avant sa sortie en France.

•      Titre du tome 9

D.J. a récemment mis sur son site le titre du 9éme tome: RIVEN RISE, qui peut être traduit par L’ascension du Corbeau. ( référence à Saint Dane, qui peut se transformer en corbeau ??). Il a aussi préciser que la date de parution serait le 20 Mars 2008.Mais , attention, tout ceci peut changer !!Ce ne sera  pas la première fois que ça arrivera.

•  Extrait du 8éme tome, en anglais (Pilgrims of Rayne = Pélerins de Raynes) et autres informations

ATTENTION: Je conseille à ceux qui n’ont pas lu tous les tomes, et surtout le 7ème, de ne pas lire cet extrait!!

 Excerpt from: The Pilgrims of Rayne:

In the flume cavern on First Earth...

A weapon! I quickly reached up to grab his pistol from its holster. Bad idea. The dado’s leg was free. He kneed me in the head. I fell back, reeling. I saw stars, and not the kind you see through the flume. I had to shake it off fast or this thing would be loose on First Earth. I scrambled back to my feet to see I had given the dado an idea. It was reaching for his pistol. Oops. I looked around, desperately. The light was already receding into the flume. I had missed the bus. Could I activate it again quickly? Nope. Not before this thing took a shot at me. The only thing I could do was attack. 

I didn’t know what the dados were after, but it couldn’t be good. Their presence alone on First Earth wasn’t good. I couldn’t let them get beyond this cavern. Problem was, there were lots of them and not-lots of me. I had one chance and had to take it.

“Quillan!” I shouted.

I leapt forward, launching myself parallel to the ground. I hit the robot as it fired and…FUM! The dado fell backward as the charge from its weapon smashed the wall, blasting out a spray of rocks. The dado landed on its back. I landed on the dado. For a brief instant I was eye to eye with the robot, staring into its mechanical, lifeless doll-eyes. Yikes. 

The moment didn’t last long. The robot threw me off like I was made of straw. I was running out of ideas, not that I had that many in the first place. I hit the ground and rolled toward the mouth of the flume. 

“Quillan!” I shouted one more time. The flume sprang back to life. It was the only thing I could think of doing, though I had no idea how I was going to wrestle the dado into the tunnel. As the light from the flume began to fill the cavern, I stood with my back to the entrance. The dado stood with its back to the door of the cavern. It was a standoff. No, I take that back. The dado was in complete control. The only thing I could do was step back into the flume and get out of there. The dado raised its pistol, aiming at me. I instinctively took a step back, but stopped. I couldn’t leave. I had to let it shoot me. At least when I came to, I’d still be on First Earth and could figure out a way to chase it down. Leaving wasn’t an option. I braced myself, ready to get nailed.

The flume sprang to life. My idea was to send them back to where there they came from. The goons stopped and gazed back into the tunnel curiously. They looked like confused dogs who didn’t know what to make of a strange sound. Their curiosity cost them. Light blasted from the tunnel and enveloped them. I didn’t know how many of them were in the flume, but they got sucked back in and sent on their way home to Quillan. My idea worked. I let out a relieved breath…

 ...a little too soon. One of them realized what was happening. Before the pull of the flume could grab him, he sprang forward, leaping out of the tunnel and into the cavern. I was ready. I braced myself, ready for him to jump me. He didn’t. Instead, he ran right past me, headed for the door to the subway. Whatever his mission was, it wasn’t to mess with me. In that brief instant I had the sick feeling that they weren’t there because of Courtney and me, I feared they were coming to invade First Earth.

Bright light from the flume filled the cavern as I spun and tackled the robot from behind, wrapping my arms around his legs. He sprawled forward, hitting the rock wall next to the wooden door with his shoulder. Hard. The impact was strong enough to knock a chunk of rock out of the wall. The robot didn’t even grunt. Not good. Dados didn’t feel pain, which meant they had no fear. I didn’t know what to do so I held his legs in a bear hug. His clothing crumbled in my grip, like they were rotten. Weird. But I didn’t let go. I could feel the strength of its robot-legs. He was a machine. I wasn’t. My only hope was to somehow wrestle it back into the flume and send us both out of there. There was no way I could beat the mechanical thug in a fight without a weapon. 

I had to attack. That wasn’t something I was used to, or even knew how to do. Loor taught me to defend myself, not be the aggressor. Most of her training was about letting the other guy make the mistakes. If I had done that, the Dado would have left me alone standing there at the gate, crouched down, ready to defend myself. Looking stupid.

 Date de parution: 2008 (En France) Territoire: Ibara