The drop ships were loaded, fueled, and ready by the time Scott and Perseid charged into the launch bay. Crew members ran and shouted in all directions, making final preparations for departure.
It was all just static to Scott. He was focused only on getting to the surface of Oberon, leaping into his armor, and saving Bern.
Storming through the chaos, he stopped a running crewman in red coveralls and asked where they'd loaded his Battlenaut. The crewman pointed at one of the drop ships and darted away, intent on his duties.
Scott was just about to bolt toward the ship that held his gear when a hand on his shoulder stopped him. Whirling, he expected to see Perseid--and found himself staring down at Azimuth instead.
As always, the blustering engineer looked like a devil, complete with
