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Again the cleaning hooks behind the third joint of each of the forelegs emerged, delicately, incipiently extended to me. The great compound eyes, on which priest-kings so seldom depended, were radiant; in that moment they glowed like diamonds burning in wine. "Thank you," said Misk. * * * * Elizabeth and I had remained with Misk in the Nest of priest-kings, that incredible complex beneath the Sardar, for some weeks. He had been overjoyed at the receipt of the egg and it had immediately been given over to eager attendants that it might be incubated and hatched. I doubt that the Physicians and Scientists of the Nest had ever exercised more diligence and care in such matters than they lavished on that one egg, and perhaps rightfully so, for it represented the continuation of their kind. "What of Ko-ro-ba, and of Talena?" I had questioned Misk, even on the ship, before we returned to the Nest beneath the Sardar. - (Assassin of Gor, Chapter )