“And what guarantees you don’t climb up, grab the weapon, and disappear without us?” Otsoa said.
Drinn rolled her eyes. “Because even if I blinked back to the real world, I’d still be stuck in the middle of nowhere by the North Tower. I don’t know how to open that thing we used to get here. You’d catch up to me in no time. Stop being so paranoid.”
“We still don’t know what’s up there,” I said, stepping between them. “You might still need our help to get whatever the weapon is. Or even to figure out what it is.”
“If you insist, but for Flame’s sake, can you at least go invisible? We need this part to go smoothly.”
“All right, so we go in invisible, we find the weapon, and we blink back to our world. No problem.” Otsoa was checking the tears on his sleeves. A few specks of blood, but the
