Thors Provoni had gone to the stars to seek help for his fellow men. So far there was no evidence that anywhere out there existed any other intelligent race at all-let alone one willing to come to the aid of normal everyday homo sapiens on an Earth in which he had become a second.class citizen. For in the 22nd Century dominance in human affairs had passed to a cabal of genetic freaks who could outthink their "normal" brothers. With telep. athy, precognition, and the computerized "fix" just ordinary men didn’t have a chance. '" Suddenly a message came from Pro\toniwho had long ago been given up for lost. He had found friends for mankind on Frolix 8. He was coming back to Earth with one of those friends. But of who this inhuman champion was - and of what price would be asked for help - nothing was said.