“When you last used it, did it draw the attention of all the Aviar? Discomfort them?” “Well, no,” she said. “But the moment of discomfort has passed, hasn’t it? I’m sure it’s nothing.” Nothing. Sak quivered on his shoulder. Dusk saw death all around him. The moment they had engaged that machine, the corpses had piled up. If they used it again, the results would be horrible. Dusk knew it. He could feel it.
