Bat
There were people everywhere but none that I recognised. No one spoke to us; they were all too busy. Like little worker ants they swarmed everywhere. Each too intent to give our little ragtag band of brothers more than a cursory glance.
And that was exactly how I liked it. These shifters didn’t trust us any more than we trusted them. they had never been friends to the sabers, they had shunned us. And things weren’t about to change now.
We were allies fighting against a common evil. That was all.
Still, it would have been nice to know what was going on.
There was no news. And when I asked any of the drag uniform wearing people, they just shook their heads and went about their business.
The resistance was better organised than I had ever thought possible. An army. A well prepar
