Nyna laughed. “Fat chance of that.”
“Maybe not right away,” I said, “but I have a feeling most of the Xeno Queens communicate more often than we realize. I also have a feeling that the slaves were being used to build an army. I think the local Queen was here to provide reinforcements. The others will figure out she’s dead soon enough.
“But to make that happen—to raise an interplanetary army of my own — I need as many of my crew members as I can rescue. I have a feeling there are more Void-touched people than just me, Reaver, and Beatrix. In fact, they might be fighting their own battles and raising their own armies. There may be other planets that are already freed. Or, just as likely, they’ve all ended up like the ones we found here.”
Nyna didn’t say anything, but I thought I could sense a hint of sadness from her through the organic network.
“Right now, I’m the only one who can do this. I have the power to put an end to the war and free the entire galaxy from the Xeno scourge. I’m the only one who can rescue my shipmates and fellow Marines, so it’s what I’ve decided to do.”
We sat in silence for a while. I was looking forward to reuniting with Yaltu and Enra before we all headed to the next planet.
With the Ish-Nul in charge of the two largest cities on Druma, they became the de facto leaders of the planet, rather than the Xeno. It was a decision I felt completely confident in. Their culture resembled that of Mars, my far-away home. They were wise, strong, and held no prejudice they couldn’t overcome.
Skrew had a big part in that, I knew. He had proven to them that even the vrak weren’t all evil. I proved to them that they weren’t alone in the universe and that powerful enemies could be overcome. Enra would prove to the next planet that her people could be trusted as allies, especially in the fight against the Xeno. She wouldn’t contribute only that to our mission; she was also my friend.
Yaltu would serve as a companion to all, a counselor of sorts, and her gentle kindness would remind us all to have patience with those we wouldn’t understand. She had a way with animals that I appreciated and respected.
We’d head back to the Ish-Nul and pick them up before going to the next planet. Our team would be reunited.
Suddenly, Nyna disappeared from the ship’s organic network. I willed my own bug-interface to release too. I wasn’t as in tune with the system, so it took a couple of tries before it let go. When I returned to reality, I found Nyna climbing into my lap.
“I’m glad to be part of this team,” she said. “I love having a purpose—somewhere I can put my talents to work. But before we head back to Druma and take on even greater responsibilities—maybe you could do me? You know I have more talents than only the brainy and shooty-smashy ones…”
Nyna leaned forward and started leaving little kisses on my neck from my shoulder blade to my ear. She was already breathing hard, and she moved her lips to the other side of my neck.
“We don’t have to land the ship yet, do we?” she asked.
“No, we don’t,” I said. “We have time.”
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