Desa landed on a slanted rooftop, then crouched on the edge, leaning forward and squinting into the distance. The cool, damp wind assaulted her face. “This is it,” she said. “Now, we decide what to do next.”
She ordered her belt-buckle to stop draining gravitational energy and just like that, her arms and legs felt oddly heavy. You could get used to the feeling of weightlessness. It only took a few minutes of being free to make the Earth"s natural pull feel wrong.
On the other side of the street, she saw a line of townhouses with dim lights in their windows. The one belonging to Bendarian was dark except for one round window on the third floor that watched her like the eye of a cyclops.
Marcus landed beside her and dropped to one knee, shaking his head with a grunt. “Killing Bendarian i
