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Kella walked farther away from the burned out vineyard, her boots leaving prints in Tesla Terra’s soft soil without making a sound. She scanned the wooded area, making sure she was alone before she stopped at the edge of a large depression in the bed of leaves and debris. It was obvious that something had landed here. The deep, rectangular impression in the muck was still evident, as well as the tracks of the Legion soldiers, half covered by a new layer of leaves.
“What did they find? What could have been so dangerous that the Legion Director would hire the Turbinta to retrieve the contents when he has an entire army at his fingertips?” Kella murmured with a frown.
She reached out and ran her gloved fingers along the edge of the impression. Her head tilted to the side when a shimmer o
