The gist of the problem, Viago thought, was that the damn things could fly. At first, he’d hoped the armour was decorative, or that it meant they could only hover, but of course, he’d had no such luck. They could fly, simple as that. And well, Viago had spoken with way more bravado than he actually had when he said — Well, we can fly too. Of course they could. With planes. Not with their own wings! This is fine, he thought with clenched ...

“I’m surprised you hadn’t crashed somewhere near Somnium,” Devin said as Lennox played with the hair of his tail. The blond’s smile was slightly devious, but he’d learned that Lennox just smiled like that. “Surprised and glad.” “Why?” Lennox said, “You didn’t think I’d be able to survive there?” Devin snorted. It wasn’t elegant, but for all of Lennox’s refined look, he hadn’t been the pinnacle of manners either. It could be possible tha...

Lennox had some type of silly goggles on his head. Devin would’ve found the image almost hilarious if he wasn’t so worried. He’d easily say — could still say — that those would be poor help. But with what the Loovanian was doing, he was certain that no goggles and no safety equipment would save Lennox if anything went wrong. Devin wasn’t even sure what he was working with. He wasn’t sure if he should be there at all, but Lennox claimed everything was safe and und...