For the second time since her departure from Avhallonn - a home she dearly missed - Nema awoke from being blasted into unconsciousness. Did the entire universe possess only the type of beings who would attack so cowardly? And not even with a dagger or sword, but a gun - the most dishonorable of weapons - firing from a distance. How was she supposed to protect herself when she found herself ambushed at every turn? At least if she got a chance to fight, she might have a little more control over events. Perhaps Mother proved correct when she said Nema was ill prepared. After all, what had she accomplished? She'd embarked on the ship Grandmother prepared and then gave it a set of coordinates. She never made it. Not far out of her own galaxy, and after only one stop on her quest, she was set
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