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To know he would live a long life was enough.

Resigned to my fate, I would face it and not flinch.

Not that I wasn’t scared—I was terrified—but the one thing I had control over was myself.

“I’m ready,” I said out loud.

Then I heard a whirring noise.

Not the high-pitched buzz of the drones—although I would have taken that too if they’d come to rescue me—but a deeper, more powerful sound.

I thought back to when I’d last heard it.

The shuttlecraft.

And there.

A light blinked on the craft’s underside, its engines glowing a soft shade of blue as it flew directly for the monster.

I recognized the shape and model of the craft immediately.

It wasn’t so long ago I was on board it.

“Egara!” I said.

My throat tightened and my chest grew congested.

My face curled up and tears threatened to roll down my cheeks.

He’d come back!

Had he come back for me?

Had my prayers been answered?

Would I get to see him again?

And hold him?

If I could do that, I could meet my maker without too much regret.

Then the smile slid from my face.

The shuttlecraft was coming in too shallow, too fast, for him to crash.

He would put himself directly in the Desert Flower’s reach.

It was a fraction of a second after I had that thought that the Desert Flower tilted upward and peered at the shard of technology diving headlong toward it.

It raised its tendrils but not high enough.

The shuttlecraft smashed into the monster, emitting a harsh blue-white explosion that tore through it, blinding me, and turning the world white.

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EGARA

I wrenched the passenger seat from its moorings and held it in front of myself, preparing to use it to cushion my fall.

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