According to the blueprints, they were close to the Heronas labs where the generator for the energy fieldshouldbe.

Emma took her first step when she saw a metal band whirring through the air like a high-speed boomerang. It clanked around her exoskeleton’s neck, forming a brace immediately. Panicked, she glanced up and saw the others had frozen and turned to stare at her.

The collar started to beep.

Fear skittered down her spine.

They’d been caught.

Eleven

Lans

A beeping sound echoedthrough the quiet knoll. He tore his gaze away from the Heronas’ city and stared at his interface that was beaming with red light.

“It’s a comms,” Korben said, his eyes on the interface.

Lans glanced up in surprise. “From Na’vak.”

“The warriors have gathered?” Zar asked, his face grim.

“They’re early.” Clavas’s expression tightened. “Why would they gather already? We haven’t confirmed the success of the female’s mission.”

Lans growled. “Something does not feel right.”

Unease traveled through his chest. He was already worried about Eema. He did not need the terros adding to his anxiety.

“We have no choice,” Korben said softly.

Lans nodded.

Together, the warriors accepted the comms from Na’vak.

The terros appeared in holo form. Na’vak had a thick neck and skin a darker blue than most.

“Warriors,” he spoke in a low, gravelly tone, “we request your presence.”

“We are mid-mission.”

“Now,” Na’vak said firmly.

Korben’s eyes lifted and he stared at Lans.

The unease in Lans’ chest grew until it became a knotted ball in the pit of his stomach.

Na’vak summoning themallspoke of nothing good.

“Very well.” Korben dipped his head. “Give us your coordinates.”

A map flashed overhead. Na’vak gestured to it. “We will meet you soon.”

The holos disappeared as the comms ended.

“I don’t like it.” Lans strode forward. “They know we are trying to cut off the force field. Why summon us now?

Pin grunted. “Perhaps they need our expertise to solve a problem?”

“Then they would request one of us,” Tiegan said.