The Attack (Animorphs, Book 26)
K. A. Applegate
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The Animorphs have met the Ellimist. He "helped" to save the kids when they were about to be eaten by a Taxxon. He "helped" to free two Hork-Bajir and restored Tobias's morphing ability. But, even though the Ellimist has enormous power, he is not all-powerful. He has an enemy. The Crayak.
So, the Crayak and the Ellimist decide that a battle will prove their ultimate power. But they don't intend to fight each other. The Ellimist will choose the Animorphs, Ax, and Erek, the Chee; the Crayak will choose his own army. But if the Animorphs lose they will be erased from the universe altogether. And there'll be no one left to fight the Yeerks. . . .
Marco's ears were going nuts and a wounded male voice was saying, "Jeez, you almost broke my finger!" and then it all stopped. All of it. Every sound. Silence. The music. Silence. The actors in their incredible costumes. Frozen. The auditorium full of kids. Dead still. The only things moving were Marco's ears. The only sound was Rachel saying, "Almost? Reach back over here again and I'll -" Frozen. Still. Motionless. Everything and everyone. Except the four of us. Chapter 2 Slowly,
didn't. He started his howl, the first notes ear-splitting, brain-numbing. KEEEE - But he was too late. I had begun to acquire him. And he felt the torpor, the lethargy that creatures usually feel when acquired. He stared, eyes full of hate, unable to raise his deadly howl. While I kept my grip on him, while I drained his DNA into me, I used my free hand to strip away his weapons. One by one. They made a small arsenal falling around us. I pushed away. The air caught me and spun me end over
Ax-man, run! Run!> I looked at Cassie and the others. "It's time. I have to do this." I blocked images of Ax from my mind. Images of him racing, dodging, weaving through the Iskoort crowds. Images of the Howlers bounding after him. Instead, I focused on a different image: the Howler I had acquired. I formed the image in my mind and I felt the changes begin. "Rachel," I said, while I was still human, "you know what to do. If I get out of control, can't control the morph. If I start that howl .
. . you'll have to do it." Rachel had morphed to grizzly bear. She stood directly behind me. Her two massive front paws, with claws that could flay the bark off a tree, lay on my shoulders. If I lost control of the morph, Rachel would . . . would do what she had to do. Quickly. Before I could hurt anyone. As backup, Marco was in gorilla morph. His fist, as big as my head, and powered by enough muscle to knock a hole in a wall, was cocked a foot from my face.
structure of other platforms. Floors, I guess, all stuck here and there, sticking far out and not so far. Above us was more of the same, till you'd swear the monstrous construction would reach the moon, assuming the Iskoort had a moon. All of this was built of brilliantly colored blocks or bricks or segments. Imagine that someone starts with all the Legos in the world. Add in all the Duplos and cheap bargain Duplos and let some humongous kid assemble them all into a tower a hundred miles tall.