Wassreck had gone through Horla's holocaust for nothing. Sais would weep and turn away.
As for Ceresta.
But there was still Ungo to think of ... Ungo, and the five dauntless, swaggering raider crewmen who'd come here with him. He owed it to them at least to try to get away.
Leaden-footed, he stumbled back through the maze of halls and ramps again.
Then he was back in the corridor of the cells. Ungo lumbered up beside him, eyes alight with a lust for battle. "Jarl! We knocked us off a guard station—!"
The five crewmen crowded around—grinning wolfishly, displaying weapons.
Jarl said dully, "Ungo, she was gone."
The Jovian shrugged his massive shoulders. "It goes that way sometimes." And then: "We can't wait, Jarl. The far sky's getting grey already."
"All right."
"We've found a gate to the court...."