She squawked again, and it took him another moment to spot the death—it had appeared out on the launchpad. One of the two aliens stood with her foot on Dusk’s skull, his face smoldering as if burned by some terrible alien weapon. What did it mean? Sak chirped, soft, and he felt something. This…was a different kind of vision, wasn’t it? Not an immediate danger—but something more abstract. The Ones Above were unlikely to kill him today, but that did not mean they were safe or trustworthy. He nodded in thanks for her warning.