CHAPTER 372877 Enhancer ship: Epsilon
Six Nosferans set out from the swarmship with a package on a skiff between them. The all hung onto the rails as the small craft puffed and drifted from the open airlock on the swarmship over to the Epsilon. Tabitha had wanted to suit up, but I wouldn't let her. Drac agreed. Better we face them as we were than in suits.
“We'd be safer in suits,” Tabitha said, for the third time.
“You wouldn't when they decided to cut it off of you,” I said.
“We must submit,” Drac said. “Surrender.”
Tabitha crossed her arms. “I don't like surrendering.”
I understood. I agreed with her. It'd be far better if we didn't have to do this, but there wasn't any way to do what we needed without dealing with the Nosferans. Shanley—whatever he was called in this time—was ove
