Chapter Seventy-EightZantry and I had been unconscious for six days. The moon shift placed the Low Lands on the path of Drazolyn, slowing time passage to a trickle.
Between the time I'd left to rescue Vincent and the time the Hunters marched to the Low Lands, four days had passed on Earth. Between the time the Hunters marched into the lair and Rafael stabbed me, another three days passed on Earth. Remo had timed the attack well.
He'd left me cleaning the recreational chamber and released the implanted wyverns. Earth had in no way been defenseless, but Remo hit where it hurt the most. His remaining agents had been placed in positions of power–International space agencies; military bases, the army, navy, and air forces; governmental seats; TV stations.
Earth was so ready for a war, the mo
