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Title: Evil Out of Onzar

Author: Mark Ganes

Release Date: April 10, 2010 [EBook #31937]

Language: English

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Transcriber's Note:

This etext was produced from Planet Stories September 1952. Extensive
research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this
publication was renewed.

The sections start with III. This is as per the original magazine.

[Illustration: _Thane knew this crazy duel was just another of
Candor's roadblocks. He had to win._]

EVIL OUT OF ONZAR

By MARK GANES

_The orphan system of Onzar was fuming under its leader's
driving, paranoid megalomania. For there was a prize. A
vast, grand prize within a parsec of this ambitious
domain--the major warp-lines of space crossing the Galaxy
between the Allied Worlds and the Darzent Empire. Skyward,
hungry legions!_

* * * * *

Roger Thane had, of course, heard of these meetings. The stories of
his acquaintances in Liaison had been graphic enough but they didn't
begin to do the scene justice. It was, well, jarring.

[Illustration]

Through the one-way glass panel built into one side of the vast
meeting hall of the space station, Thane looked directly across at the
delegation from Onzar, though "delegation" was hardly the word. All
top gold from the Onzar group was there, and it was easy to tell their
rank--fleet marshals, the technical advisors, the interpreters--by the
amount of gold that encrusted their helmets, coruscated from their
shoulder boards, and crept and crawled in heavy filigree around their
uniforms. In that assembly it was easy to pick out Candar. Shorter
than the average Onzarian, with shaven head, his uniform was quite
plain except for small, double-headed platinum shagells on