For two ships to meet while traveling under cloak through the vast emptiness of interstellar space, very precise planning was needed. Even the slightest error in calculation could have us light years apart. As I stepped into the weave I wondered about the way everything was starting to play out. It seemed that we had found part of the shadow, but only because the old man had helped us. The old man who, I guessed, was the rising head of the sorcerers of our realm, was helping the wizards. This was the second time he had done this. There had to be some motive to his actions, and I feared that he was tricking us into making him a more powerful enemy. Soon Spectra’s marker appeared. It was a pleasant, glowing light with her color signature on it. The markers were as unique as their casters, making finding hers easy. I set it as my target and walked out of the weave into their conference room. Seated in the room was Dusty’s command staff. “Welcome aboard, Master Shadow,”
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