We left before the sun broke the horizon as we had agreed.
No fanfare. No speeches. Just the crunch of boots on the soil and the quiet tension of people who had nothing left to lose. We might have been a small group, but that was all I needed.
The fewer people there were, the better for us to keep track of everyone.
Jenne handed me the disruptor before we mounted. “It’ll tear the cloaking sigil down, but only for a window,” she warned, shooting me a warning look as if she knew I was not listening to her. “You’ll have maybe ten, fifteen minutes max before it snaps back.”
“That’s all we need,” I said, taking the distributor from her and putting in my cloak. My voice didn’t shake. Not because I wasn’t scared, but because fear no longer had room in my chest. Not with this fire burning insi
