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Kaira struggled to keep up with Tarkus as he headed away from the inter-tower transit system. She felt deflated. Uncertain. They were stuck. The transit system to the other tower had been temporarily shut down due to the terrorist attacks, with no firm time or even date set for it to restart.
The corridor they walked down was massive. At least twenty metres wide and almost as tall, with shops and eateries dotted along each side. Tarkus passed them by, threading his way through people who were moving more slowly.
Kaira trailed behind. Despite the pace he was setting she was able to follow without feeling queasy. It seemed she’d finally adjusted to the lighter gravity. She wondered whether that meant she would find being back aboard the Glimmer more difficult than she had befo
