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The alarms did not sound. Instead, far away, something else tore the quiet—a low keening, a vibration in the air like distant thunder. Chantal paused. Her skin prickled with instinct; her eyes rose to the sky where a smear of metal glinted on the horizon. A transport—no, a battlecruiser—drifted overhead, its shadow passing like a promise.

On the shuttle, Tomas met her with a look that mixed relief and reproach. "You did good," he said. "But you looked like you wanted to jump." chantal del sol icarus fallenpdf

A radio chirped. "Chantal, status?" The voice was old, familiar—Tomas, her long-time fixer, practical and concerned. The alarms did not sound