That was all about to change.
A number of ships in close orbit around Coronade tried to flee, manoeuvre away from the mass of the planet to run up to FTL. The Being wondered who they were, what they were like, these peoples it shared a galaxy with. Were they more products of the evolutionary lines helped along by the Tok? Did it have records of their primitive ancestors held deep within its memory cells? It had been blind for so long it knew nothing. Its ignorance was its great weakness.
Vulpis, sitting in the outer halo of Tok ships, let a number of the visitors to Coronade leave. The fact surprised the Being for a moment. Had Vulpis failed to fully understand the functioning of his stolen ships after all? Then the Being grasped what was happening. Vulpis was deliberately letting a nu
