Ezren called up the room’s parameters in her goggs, commanding the holo to display their view of Otho. Swaths of bright orange lava burned across its garnet-red face—the angriest jewel in the system. Beside her, Bex fell to her knees, her eyes fixed on the planet, and her words barely audible. “Sister Otho, Mother Belethea brings her greetings and asks you watch over her children while they’re in your care.”
