Kael! You're not dead? I shouted, my voice nearly swallowed by the static now dominating the emergency communication channel.
Cypher, who was still holding the emergency reactor panel, turned toward me. Her eyes widened at the sight of the communication panel on the wall lighting up, though it was only chaotic flashes of light.
He's tracking us, I hissed, pushing Cypher away from the panel. He knows we survived the first explosion.
I told you, Jax, Cypher said coldly, yet the tone of her voice revealed an immense tension. Kael didn't just plant the EMP to kill me. He planted it to ensure no one could control this system when he returns.
Outside the secondary control room, the sound of grinding metal grew louder. The Arkea hunter drones, whose communication systems might have been only
