Chapter 180

Seth and the rest clustered around her. "Wifey poo and I will take point. Aramus, you and Riley cover the rear. Lilith, you and Avion take the middle and give us directions to where we're going."

Help? How novel. Remember your manners, her inner voice chided. "Thank you." The not oft said words felt odd, but at the same time, having people around her who didn't try to drug her or keep her prisoner in general felt good.

"Don't thank me. This is what friends do. We cover each other's ass in battle."

Friendship at last?

Friends didn't let friends get shot, or so she could practically hear Avion saying, which was why, as they jogged the long and wide halls leading to the command deck, she projected a small force field in front of them to deflect the worst of the laser blast aimed their way by the soldiers they encountered.

After their sixteenth hard-earned kill, a slightly disheveled Seth observed, "I thought you said they didn't have much crew aboard."