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“
But
we
’
ve
no
shields
!
”
“
Do
they
know
that
?
”
Again
the
’
thopter
shuddered
.
Paul
twisted
to
peer
back
.
“
Only
one
of
them
appears
to
be
fast
enough
to
keep
up
with
us
.
”
He
returned
his
attention
to
their
course
,
watching
the
storm
wall
grow
high
in
front
of
them
.
It
loomed
like
a
tangible
solid
.
“
Projectile
launchers
,
rockets
,
all
the
ancient
weaponry
—
that
’
s
one
thing
we
’
ll
give
the
Fremen
,
”
Paul
whispered
.
“
The
storm
,
”
Jessica
said
.
“
Hadn
’
t
you
better
turn
?
”
“
What
about
the
ship
behind
us
?
”
“
He
’
s
pulling
up
.
”
