Chapter TwentyThe fall of SpaceHive had changed the course of the war. The battle was won, but the final small fights remained. Aadab stared at the scene on the plains in Himachal Pradesh.
Dozens of fiery trails burst in the sky as escape pods burned to Earth. The wasps came out, staggered into the air in short hops, fell twitching to the ground. The Dutch general was in charge, but he spoke often to the Americans in Antarctica. The hotcoms of all nations were busy, and the less-secure PADS Jason and his friends used were electric with voices.
“You're going down in history as the human who ended the war from inside the great skyship, with music and your knowledge of bees and wasps.”
“Aadab Ali, you're famous too.”
They praised each other even as the UFN killed the rest of the wasps and
