She reached into the Mind of the Radiant Dragon, laying her thoughts lightly upon the controls without yet altering the ship"s trajectory. She was minutes away from coming into high-g missile range. If it came to it, she needed to be able to take control, fly the ship with her own mind rather than rely on its programmed responses and strategies. It wasn"t only that she could do a better job, her actions would also be an unknown quantity to the attacking sphere of Concordance vessels. They might well know how the Dragon would react given the threat it faced, but they would not know what she would do.
The velocity she"d accumulated had already thrown their calculations out: the containment sphere they"d constructed around the world was the wrong shape, too perfect. It would have ensnared a
