![]() The chameleon was harmless - but most of untamed Xanth was not. This retaliation continued to percolate through Bink's emotion. Even while trying to threaten Bink it had been destroyed by another agency. The chameleon, despite all its pretensions, was dead. There was a thin scream of anguish as the lizard convulsed then it dangled limply as the hawk ascended. Then abruptly a silent moth hawk swooped down from the sky and caught the chameleon in its beak. ![]() If its malice could strike him, he would be horribly dead. Yet as it shifted into the form of a basilisk it glared at him with such ferocity that Bink's mirth abated. It was a chameleon, using its magic to mimic creatures of genuine threat. ![]() It had assumed the forms of obnoxious little monsters, but not their essence. Feeling threatened by the approach of human beings along the path, it metamorphosed into a stingray beetle, then into a stench-puffer, then into a fiery salamander.īink smiled.
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