“So we fuck the rules.” I raise my voice, and everyone quiets. Cat throws a practice disk onto the map, and I recognize the sound-shield rune she’s tempered into it. I glance her way thankfully, then look to the others. “We supply and we go. We leave for Unnbriel as planned, but then we…disobey direct orders. We don’t fly back between isles. We don’t report or return until we find her kind.”
