The Yeerks own a weapon that may be the most important probability to the Animorphs but. The anti-morphing ray transforms somebody in a morph again to average shape. except they locate and damage the top-secret ray, the Animorphs may be reveal for solid.
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Do you need to stay out the remainder of your lifestyles consuming roadkill? by no means to grasp such excitement, such happiness back? " surprising, hideous soreness! soreness, and no hawk to avoid wasting me. anguish and no get away! No, no, no, no, i used to be on their lonesome, me, simply me, simply Tobias, the boy. ache as though my physique was once being fed right into a meat grinder. insufferable! Hawk! come again, retailer me, defend me! "Ticktock, ticktock, the Andalite could be a fowl perpetually, ticktock. " She was once within sight. i could not see her, my eyes, purple with my very own blood, the veins damaged. "Time's nearly up, Andalite. you are going to by no means run unfastened back. by no means use that tremendous tail of yours. you are going to die, so quickly. How lengthy does a hawk stay? " Rachel? No, no, the sub-visser. i would like you with me, to join me, my lifestyles, to not die a poultry, to not die for not anything. Rachel? Rachel! Rachel! i used to be hearing the waves crash over the rocks. A past due spring morning. The thinning fog beaded on my face as I buzzed the coastline, then grew to become inland. Glided over a baseball box, subdivisions, a strip mall. a well-known path to my vacation spot: Rachel's window. I coasted in for a touchdown on her ledge and knocked lightly opposed to the glass with my beak. Dink. Dink. I waited, middle pounding from exertion. Her comforter rustled. toes padded around the ground. And there she used to be. Framed through the dappled sun of early morning. "Hey, you," she whispered with a grin.