It slowly settled, cautiously picked its landing place amid the crags
and pits of the tumbled, scarred valley floor. It came to rest, a
vague, menacing silver shape lurking in the lower shadows, close at
the foot of the inner opposite crater wall.
A few moments of tense waiting passed. Soon tiny lights were moving
down there, some out on the rocks near the ship, others up under its
deck dome.
A stab of searchlight shot across the valley, swung along our ledge
and clung with its glaring ten foot circle to the front of our main
building. Then a ray flashed.
The assault had begun!