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. . . .
instinct. They weren't happy. Not unhappy, either. They just do what they're programmed to do, and they don't have minds, really, so what else can they do? But Howlers must have minds." "Just because a person or whatever is intelligent, that doesn't mean they can't be brutal and rotten and evil. I mean, there must have been some smart Nazis and some smart slave owners." "Yeah, but the Howlers aren't just individuals. We're talking about an entire species, an entire race, being evil. That isn't
clear.> "I can't imagine the Howlers creeping along like spies, anyway," Rachel said. "They're a little more direct. If they see us, they'll come after us, and too bad for anyone who gets in the way." Erek turned off the extended hologram and resumed his human appearance. We were exposed again. Aliens walking in what passed for a park. My skin tingled. "Ax, keep an eye out in all directions," I said. He was the only one of us who could look backward as easily as forward. "Yeah, let us know if
coming from the android. Barely contained violence. "The Ellimist has brought me up to date," Erek confirmed. "If you'll have me, I'll go. I want to go. I . . . I have to go." "You can't fight," Rachel said bluntly. "No offense, but I'd rather go get Jara Hamee or one of the other free Hork-Bajir. Or like Ax said, an Andalite warrior. We need firepower." "Yes, but that won't be enough." Erek shook his head. "You won't defeat the Howlers in one-on-one combat. They are too deadly. You'll need
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.
wouldn't let me go. He slammed his head down at me. I jerked my head to the side, hard. The blunt horns struck the floor. I did something I haven't had to do much, despite being in more battles than I can remember: I drew back my fist and punched. I caught the Howler in his gaping mouth. He jerked back. I drew my legs up, thighs against my chest, and I kicked. Thump! I caught the Howler flat in his chest diaphragm. He fell back, flailing but unbalanced. I was up in a flash. My friends were