Chapter Four
Delay
"What in the name of all that's
holy is that?"
Sender's question matched Hunter's
own non-verbal surprise as they neared the Mandrus Vialla system. Even with the
ship's internal lights on, the phenomenon whirling past the small galaxy was
bright enough to throw a swirling palette of colors through the front viewscreen.
The hues spun across their features like a giant kaleidoscope.
"It's pretty. I'll grant you
that. But it doesn't mean it's not dangerous. I don't know what to make of it,
but I'm throwing up the shields just in case," Challenger answered, reaching
for the main navigation board.
Hunter kept his eyes glued on the
object. "They said they were in the middle of a blow storm. This looks
more like an ion storm, and a monster one at that!"
Challeng
