Andi went rigid.For the first time today, despite everything Dex had thrown at her, she actually looked stricken. Shocked. Pained."Hello, Androma," the man on the screen said. "I've been searching for you a very, very long time."Dex smiled. This was worth more than all the Krevs in the galaxy.

You can't?" Cyprian barked out a laugh. "The Bloody Baroness does whatever she wants. Even if it means stealing a starship in the middle of the night, crashing it into the side of a mountain, and slaughtering an innocent girl in the process.

But names no longer meant anything. On Lunamere, everyone became a number in the end.Deep in the belly of hell incarnate Valen became 377.

He could, Andi."Andi's heart turned to ice.It wasn't possible.He was dead, cast away into some deep, dark hell where he'd never be able to claw his way back out.

Still, for what Androma did to him, he should hate her, should want her dead.But seeing her before him, melting into rage and riot, her glowing grey eyes reflecting the electricity that swam around her swords...Godstars, she was magnificent, a creature that deserved to release her wrath on the world. It would be worth every drop of blood about to be shed to bring her to Cyprian's feet.

She had always loved the stars. But tonight, she felt as if they were watching her, waiting for her to fail.

The expanse of space stretched out before them, causing Andi's eyelids to droop against her will. Before she knew it, darkness had claimed her.

Dex had taught her well, and now he would pay.

He had always looked at the world and seen it in a thousand different colors, his fingers itching to paint each turn of light, each curl of the wind sweeping through the silver streets.Every shade was unique in Valen's eyes.And yet... he was losing colors, too.

Xen Ptera was dying. Queen Nor Solis had known it for years, had witnessed her planet's pain with her own eyes -but knowing the truth didn't make facing it any easier. For years, she'd known it coming.