Soran knew what he looked upon. He did not understand how it had survived the obliteration of the Aerie or found the wreckage of the Edict. “It is the Messenger, isn’t it?” Yadeez asked. “Of course,” Soran said. His pilots had changed without him, and changed again upon his return. He had hoped their fall to Troithe had freed them from their past. Yet there was no escaping the shadow of the Emperor.
