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Cambry landed the battleship on the rocky terrain, only skidding a few yards this time. A surge of satisfaction ran through her. She was ready. Maybe not to fly defensively, but to fly. To fly away.
“Nice work, Cambry,” her Zandian trainer, Vokart, said. He’d taken her and three others out for practice that planet rotation, much to Lundric’s fury. Lundric’s superior, an older Zandian named Master Seke, had arrived and had demanded Lundric’s attention in the sparring room. “Charl, your turn.”
Cambry climbed out of the pilot’s seat and swapped places with Charl, a young, dark-skinned human who said little but handled the ship like he’d been flying all his life. She missed flying with Lily, who had left with Rok to visit her mother and sister on the pod the Zandians considered home. Lily
