12 The Game BeginsAfter a day’s rest and a night spent in the muscle repair chamber, Kellor was feeling a great deal better and was by now well enough to shower without assistance. Still residing in the sumptuous hospital wing of the breeding farm, but tiring of the constant attention from all around him, he longed to be on his way. He stood in the darkened room with his back to the mirror, looking over his shoulder while drying himself. There were scorch marks all around the point where the laser bolt had hit him and the place of impact was mildly burnt, but he felt no pain. Having seen enough of his dwindling injury Kellor began to dress just as the MkII walked into the room without knocking.
‘Major Kellor; are we leaving soon?’ Beta asked politely.
‘It looks very likely that we will
