“Are you sure we should go out in this?” Temar asked as he eyed the door to the outside. “No, but I know that it looks like they’re close to launching. Ista Songwind’s circuits were the last part, and from what I can tell, they’re doing some panicking. Some of them think your disappearance and my supposed death are going to push the councils to investigate too deeply.” “So if we don’t stop them, all that water will be—” Temar stopped, his stomach rolling again. He didn’t want to throw up anymore, especially since his stomach was empty. “If they launch, the most the good Lord can do is make their sorry rocket crash.” “Which doesn’t bring back all that water.” Shan sighed. “No, it doesn’t. And it looks like they’ve started converting water to fuel, and we don’t have time to go for help.” “So, it’s just you and me?” Temar asked. Shan gave him a sympathetic look.
