Page 34 of Seer Prophet

Revik made an apologetic gesture with one hand.

“Probably wouldn’t hurt to call him anyway, now that the grid’s down.” He grunted. “I suspect the Legion of Fire finally figured out we aren’t here so you can get naked and blow their boss.”

Hearing the genuine irritation in his words, I sent him a pulse of warmth.

He glanced up and down the corridor. “Which way?”

I went into the Barrier. I felt Revik do the same.

An instant later, we both clicked out.

We began jogging down the narrow corridor to our left.

“Can you feel them?” I asked. “Are they out of range?”

“I picked up a shield.”

He sent me a Barrier snapshot.

“They’re moving awfully fast.” I frowned, scanning the blank-seeming walls. “Elevator?”

“That, or jet pack.”

Rolling my eyes, I tugged one of the jewels off my necklace, sending an impulse to the organic matter to transform it into an earpiece. Without slowing, I handed a second jewel to Revik as I fitted the first one into my ear.

“I still wish I had a gun,” I grumbled.

Revik chuckled, sending me a pulse of warmth. “I’m a bad influence.”

I switched to the comm frequency Balidor gave me before we left. I didn’t bother with a greeting when I heard him pick up.

“Did I piss you off or something, ‘Dor?” I asked, using sub-vocals. “Or did you really just let the head of your military arm shoot at us? With a cannon?”

Balidor chuckled. “Is hemyhead of military operations then, Esteemed Bridge? If so, you might want to tell him that. Preferably when I’m not around.”

In the background, I heard automatic gunfire.

“Everything good on your end?” I asked.

“If that was an inquiry after my health, we are all very good here, Esteemed Bridge, thank you for asking.” He added, “Have you spoken to Jon?”

“No.” I glanced at Revik. “They know who Maygar is, though. Revik felt it on Dulgar.”

Balidor hesitated. “That is… not good, Esteemed Bridge.”

“You’ve got back up with them, right? They’re not alone?”

I felt his light hedging.

“We have people on their way?”

Feeling my tension spike, Balidor continued without changing tone.

“?They are both fine, sister. We have three of our best military infiltrators with them. Jorag, Chinja, and Hondo.” He hesitated. “Frankly, I am more worried about there being agents here, and whether they might start eliminating seers as soon as Jon IDs them. I would prefer if he had more backup for that contingency.”

The Adhipan leader paused.

His voice turned deliberately light.

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