"Like Hell, Captina Aurra Syn. We don't do contracts here. Not from you."
Katima looked at Henry. "I'm going to get close to the ship, try to find the pilot. Lifeforce, scan for ground casualties. That ship blew big. And..." She looked at the ships. "I don't trust anyone flying under the Black Sun."
Who designated her in command? She didn't know, but leadership was something else she'd learned in her brief training in compassion on Okara, not from her actual teachers but instead from one person in particular.
Pulling her indigo shield closer around herself, she heading right into the wreck.
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