Chapter 42Menakam M"yata stood poised on the landing platform, situate in the Antares Mountains on the Planet Vultron, the largest, most barren traveler in the Meta"lk system. He gazed upwards expectantly, both hands raised to shield his eyes from the glare of the shining metal object streaking towards him.
"It appears they were successful, Men," crooned the scantily-clad Vaalstran woman, whose arm was draped casually over his shoulder. She was one of many females who were often brought in to help ease the tension in the camp.
"Yes," he replied, dropping his hands. "But it also appears plans have changed. The cargo was to be sent back to Zarak, not brought here." Wearing only an altain vest of animal hide from the Planet Kenra, as tan as the dirt below their feet, tight-fitting britches
