Screw that!
Jack turned around to find a metal SlipGate on a street corner, the last light fading from its sinuous grooves. Aside from that, he saw no other signs of advanced technology. This little village looked like it had come right out of the Middle Ages.
White-washed houses lined both sides of a street that curved slightly as it ran up a hillside. The sky above was just dark enough that the first stars were starting to twinkle. It looked like dawn to Jack's eyes, but given that the sun rose in the west here, it must have been dusk. They had to be on Antaur. SlipGates couldn't send you to other planets. He-
Motion behind him.
With a quick about-face, Jack extended his hand to erect a rippling Bending with his outstretched fingers. Bullets that would have pierced his body instead c
