Chapter 6
Madeline paced back and forth and around. Her psychic abilities had once again decided to abandon her when she needed them most. Jake had delivered TX25, the prototype capsule. Although she couldn’t see the vehicle because he had parked it in the cross-dimensional section, she was sure it would be like the other capsules in Eudaiz—egg-shaped, the size of a minibus, and made of an unusually resilient material she didn’t know the name of.
Ciaran had designed this model for combat, though, so she figured it would be smaller in size to maximize its flexibility. It would most likely be able to tolerate weaponry attacks more than an ordinary capsule. But Mon Ciel’s shield wouldn’t be easily breached. Ciaran’s family had designed and built it, and for decades, it had deterred numerous
