Chapter Twenty Six
Another shattering tremor gripped the ground and shook itself out. In the quiet that followed, Llan’s ears picked up a distant sound, a thin rumble that grew more piercing as it grew in volume.
‘What fresh mischief…’ she began, lacking the strength to finish the sentence. Looking at Ori, she saw raw despair in his face.
‘I don’t know, but we can’t survive anything more.’
They waited, huddled together, while the rumbling buzz grew to a roar. Something zipped by overhead.
‘What the…?’ Ori gripped her hand so hard that it hurt, but she didn’t have the heart to berate him.
Another shape flashed past, and a third. They were moving too fast; Llandry couldn’t get a clear idea of what they were. But that buzzing roar sounded very much like engines…
Then the noise began in
