With thirty minutes to go Drake was back on the bridge and everyone was on high alert. The Dagger was as ready to fight as was possible. All preparations had been made, checked, and then double checked. Now they just had to wait.
The strange pressure in Drake’s head this area of space caused was worse than he had experienced before. Even the area where an Acolyte ship had been possessed and turned into a hellship hadn’t been this bad, and he now knew the creature which would become a hellship had been ripping its way through from another dimension there.
It wasn’t just in his head now. He felt as if he could reach out and touch the feeling. He could feel strange energies vibrating in space around him, hovering tantalisingly on the edge of vision.
Drake could feel the Azimuth explori
