There is the shifting of furniture and heavy objects inside and then the door is pried open. It swings aside and Sutaura searches frantically for her mother, who stands guarded by a wall of soldiers. Sutaura scans the room and when she spots her, she lunges forward, unperturbed by the soldier that grabs hold of her and throws her back out through the doorway. Everyone raises their guns and the tension slices through the air. No one moves, but all have their fingers ready at the trigger.“Enough!” Joan shouts and after a moment’s hesitation, they all begin to lower their weapons. “You too, meatloaf,” she says eyeing Thorax.
“Is this the legendary Custodian force,” he says and grunts, counting the heads in the room. From what he can gather there are only forty or so of them, not all soldiers
