Nero Nights
A smile washes over my face as his rough voice floods the space, and I can just imagine his tired, haggard face.
“Because not only are you the weapons manufacturer,” he continues, “you’re also a Nero. And you’ve managed to bag the only other Nero in the galaxy they know about. I think you could stand to learn a little humility, Nova.”
“Slag, Edan, you’re alive!” I say, relief flooding through me. “Are the others okay?”
“What the void, Nova?” Zayne’s voice speaks through the overhead sound system. “You can’t just go and disappear like that and then make a major outing on The Black Hole of Truth. Are you trying to give everyone a slam heart attack?”
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