Chapter Thirty-Seven
May 18, 2230, Solar System, Asteroid Belt, Near UTC Space Fleet Base Penglai
“Cross-checking grav emitters and reactor on our end,” Cutter announced. “Everyone make sure your asses are strapped in. You don’t want to lose them if something goes wrong with the jump.”
Emma replied with a string of numbers. “All tolerances are within levels. Engineer Quinn, I’m about to begin adjusting conduit flow. Doctor Maras, please ensure the field levels are within your accepted tolerances.”
“Go ahead,” Lanara transmitted from the engine room of the Bifröst, her perpetual cranky tone unabated.
“Good on my end,” Raphael replied. Unlike the engineer, he was all but giggling with excitement.
Erik sat in the cockpit behind Cutter and Jia, his harness tight. For all his skills and e
