The CureChapter 21
The following morning (by the planetary standards used by the medical centre I was working at) Vrion and I set off in a shuttle to the port, gazing, as we passed it, at the huge shape of a planetary terraformer being manoeuvred into place to set down where it could start work, as well as a whole host of what Vrion called detector or probe ships. “Going all out to detect Cillort?” I asked, kind of rhetorically. “Yes, I doubt he can regain any sort of power, but there are realms who would...