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Well, that was something. “Have you found Lily?”

“Negative.”

I had to find her. Now that I knew what she--we--were up against, working as a team was going to be more important than ever.

“Do we have enough firepower to destroy this ship?”

“Negative. However, if the Titan Bellator has retained its full ordnance, the combined force would do significant damage if the charges were strategically placed.”

That’s what I’d been afraid of. “Hold that thought. I’m going to climb, go to higher ground. Number one priority is locating the Bellator.”

“Understood.”

Using my Titan’s claws, I climbed toward an energy cannon about a third of the way up the structure’s side.

“Stop, Darius. I have located the Bellator.”

“Where?”

Tycho replaced my forward camera feed with a panoramic view and zoomed in on movement on a neighboring tower. Lily was there, running.

Seconds later, she leaped, propelling herself without grappling hook or claws, toward the core.

“Lily!” What the fuck was she doing?

And then I saw the attack drones chasing her.

“Do we know anything about those drones?” I held on to my calm by a thread. I had to trust Lily. She’d been right all along.

Tychochanged my view again to focus on the tip of the structure I’d climbed. “Negative. I suspect they are programmed to remove debris and repair the hull should the ship take any damage.”

“You’re guessing.”

“I am. But we will know soon enough.”

I looked up to find half a dozen drones closing in. And I’d lost track of Lily.

She was gone.


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