They’re Mabden, of course. They are afraid of the city. Afraid of almost everything. And being permitted no… — Michael Moorcock
They’re Mabden, of course. They are afraid of the city. Afraid of almost everything. And being permitted no weapons with which they can attack what they fear, they are reduced to what you see. It seems the Mabden can only kill or run away. Their brains are of no use to them.
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