KATAN
King Krigmegel had the audacity to be here. I recognized his spaceship. His colors of green and red were painted on the sides along with his crest.
Too bad it wasn’t Quami. I needed to get back to the palace to see about mother.
Chelzen frowned. “Iarred has tracked Tamsin, right?”
“Yes. Blow them up.”
“Do you want me to cripple them or blow them out of the sky?” asked Chelzen. Katan swung around in his chair. His lips curled as he rubbed his hands together.
I waved my hand. “His death is coming soon enough. Cripple the ship and let us continue on. Now wasn’t the time to pick a fight. We had an address on Quami. He had fled to Earth like I knew he would.
Chelsen pressed a few buttons.
Two missiles shot out. Both of them hit the target. Each missile was precisely fired. One of
