Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
Sly, brave and truculent, the Qornt held all humans in contempt—except one! them to Magnan. He thrust them into his belt with a sour smile, turned Retief had thrown a turn of violet silk around Qorn's left wrist, bound Ambassador Nitworth glowered across his mirror-polished, nine-foot platinum desk at his assembled staff. "Gentlemen, are any of you familiar with a race known as the Qornt?" Qorn got a leg under him Retief kicked it. Qorn's chin hit the floor seated himself in Qorn's vacated chair. "A couple of you finish "Indeed, Mr. Magnan?" Nitworth smiled icily. "It appears the Qornt do His Supreme Excellency The Qorn, Regent of Qornt, Over-Lord of the "What good would that do? Qornt are Qornt. It seems there's always one "Why not do it another way?" Magnan offered. "Now, I'd like to suggest the new Qornt stepping on our heels—" "I've lost the thread," Magnan said. "Who are the new Qornt?" "We're up against something new, gentlemen! I've considered every hypothesis from cloaks of invisibility to time travel! The fact is—the Qornt fleets are indetectible!" "What do Qornt turn into?" Retief asked. "Hmmmm. That's a good question. So far, none have survived Qornthood." "Early tomorrow," Magnan said. "Or maybe later today." Qornt "But Mr. Retief is your leader now. He won't let you!" "Only a dead Qornt stays home when Attack day comes. And even if he orders us all to cut our own throats, there are still the other we have to satisfy our drive to action." Harried-looking staff members arose and hurried from the room. Magnan "Why don't you go invade somebody else?" Magnan suggested. "I could "Where are you going, Magnan?" Nitworth snapped. Magnan's mouth opened and closed soundlessly. "Not afraid of a few Qornt, are you, Magnan?" Magnan nodded unhappily and went into the hall. "Try to restrain Mr. Magnan from any impulsive moves—in any couldn't locate the Qornt. We'll go back now and report—" Magnan gulped audibly. The Qornt froze, head tilted, beak aimed "I'll go for help," Magnan squeaked. He whirled and took three leaps darted to the left. The first Qornt pounced, grappled Magnan to its narrow chest. Magnan yelled, threshing and kicking, broke free, Retief jumped forward, hauled Magnan free, thrust him aside and stopped, right fist cocked. The two Qornt lay groaning feebly. The smaller of the two captive Qornt ran long, slender fingers over Magnan through the heavy goggles, now badly cracked. "Small thanks to Magnan smiled loftily. "I daresay you'll think twice before interfering "Here, no signalling!" Magnan snapped, looking around. "Aren't you a Qornt?" "Oh, not at all—except perhaps to a Terrestrial. The Qornt are "Why, the Qornt are argumentive, boastful, lacking in appreciation "How many Qornt would you say there are at Tarroon?" "Do you mean to say," Magnan demanded, "that these ferocious Qornt, who "I think our course is clear, Mr. Magnan. It's up to us to go down and puffed, trotting at Retief's side. "These fellows Zubb and Slun—Oh, they seem affable enough, but how can we be sure we're not being led into a trap?" Magnan stopped short. "Let's go back." Magnan moved off. "Let's keep going." "Nonsense, Slun!" Zubb pushed forward. "I'll escort our guests to Qornt "See here, we have no interest in investigating this barrow," Magnan "No wonder we didn't observe their works from the air," Magnan muttered. "Camouflaged." He moved hesitantly through the opening. "Few signs of an advanced technology here," Magnan whispered. "These high-pitched screeching. "Softly, now. We approach Qornt Hall. They "When will the feast be over?" Magnan called hoarsely. "Look here, Zubb." Magnan shook a finger at the tall alien. "How is it the magnificently draped, belted, feathered and jeweled Qornt carried on a shouted conversation with an equally noisy fellow. "Ah, a moment," Zubb said. "Observe the Qornt—the tallest of the "That won't be necessary," Magnan said hastily, "I've decided to refer Magnan's chest. "Careful, Mr. Magnan followed by Magnan and the tall Verpp. The shrill chatter at the table forward, gibbered, waving his arms excitedly. Qorn pushed back his Qorn looked Retief over in silence, then belched. "Why, your Excellency—" Magnan started, stepping forward. "Stay back!" Qorn hooted. "Stand over there where I can keep an eye on you." "Your Excellency, I'm empowered—" "I guess so," grunted a giant Qornt in iridescent blue with Qorn's eyes bulged. He half rose. "We've been all over this," he "Oh, sure, Qorn." "And you're the one, eh, Qorn?" Retief commented. Magnan cleared his throat. "I sense that some of you gentlemen are not eyes. "Silence!" Qorn hooted. "No use your talking to my loyal lieutenants anyway," he added. "They do whatever I convince them they ought to do." "I can lick any Qornt in the house." Qorn said. "That's why I'm Qorn." crash at Magnan's feet. Zubb aimed the guns while the servant wrapped three loops around Magnan's wrists, snapped a lock in place. they're thinking of giving up without a struggle." "Oh, I doubt that," the blue-and-flame Qornt said. "Why should they?" Qorn rolled an eye at Retief and another at Magnan. "Take these two," "Well," Magnan started. "Hold it, Mr. Magnan," Retief said. "I'll tell him." "What?" Qorn trumpeted. Behind Retief, Magnan spluttered. Qornt Hall—uninvited, at that—and in chains—" "We'll take you on!" Qorn French-horned. "We're the Qorn! We glory in Magnan hovered at Retief's side. "Twelve feet tall," he moaned. "And Retief watched as Qorn's aides helped him out of his formal trappings. doubt if old Qorn would weigh up at more than two-fifty standard pounds Across the cleared floor, Qorn shook off his helpers with a snort. arms. Qorn stalked forward, long lean legs bent, long horny feet clacking against the polished floor. The other aliens—both servitors and bejeweled Qornt—formed a wide circle, all eyes unwaveringly on the combatants. Qorn struck suddenly, a long arm flashing down in a vicious cut at Qorn hissed and charged. Retief whirled aside, then struck the alien's off-leg in a flying tackle. Qorn leaned, arms windmilling, crashed to the narrow back, seized Qorn's neck in a stranglehold and threw his weight backward. Qorn fell on his back, his legs squatted out at an

<question>:
After a short time of trying to locate the Qornt, Magnan

<options>:
A finds them and quickly defeats them.
B says it's too bad they could not be located and attempts to go back to camp.
C finds them and runs.
D sees them from afar but tells everyone else they could not be found.

<answer>:

B