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Oh, wait. I hope you weren't wearing only a Mokian wrap like me. Sorry about that.
Aluki rushed up the gangplank a moment later, holding his spear. "The Librarians have liberated the captives in the zoo and the university! That's what they must have gone to do after letting you go, Your Majesty.”
"Shattering Glass!" I said. My mother was free now. Her captivity hadn't lasted long.
And I still didn't know what I believed and what I didn't. However, as I looked out of the cargo bay of the Owlport, I saw several Librarians fly their mechanical bats right into the walls of the glass dome. It shattered finally, falling in. The larger forces of Librarians outside the city surged into Tuki Tuki.
The city was burning. Huts aflame. People fought and warred in the night. Screams rang in the air. Shadowy groups moved against one another, struggling. In the background, an enormous force of Librarians - with hulking battle robots and wicked rifles - marched in through the open gap.
At that moment, I understood what it was to be in the middle of a war. And I came to a horrifying revelation.
The Knights of Crystallia were no cavalry come to rescue. Two hundred people, no matter how skilled, could not turn the tide of this entire war.
Tuki Tuki was going to fall anyway.
"Let us be going," Draulin said, waving to a Mokian who was in contact with the flight deck.
"Going?" Kaz said as the gangplank was raised.
"Back to Nalhalla,” Draulin said, folding her armored arms. "We came here to get Alcatraz, after all. Now we can go back."
"What? No!" Kaz said. "We have to fight! That's why we brought you here, Draulin! Lower that gangplank!"
I simply stared out at the horrific scene.
Draulin stepped up beside me. "I'm not certain if I should curse you for forcing us into this nightmare," she said to me, "or if I should bless you for giving us the excuse to come and fight. Many of us wanted to, even though we knew it was hopeless. To fight in one great battle against the Librarians, rather than suffering as they slice us apart kingdom by kingdom.”
"Draulin?" Kaz said. "Blasted woman. You knights are all -"
"She's right," I said as the owl began to lift off. "I can see it. Even with the knights, Mokia can't win. If you’d thought you could make a difference, you would have come and helped, wouldn't you?"
“It was a difficult decision to make,” Draulin said, and I could see that her eyes were solemn. Agonized. "It was the decision of a surgeon with two patients, one less wounded than the other. Do you abandon the more wounded, let them die while helping the one you can save? Or do you try to help the more wounded, and risk losing them both? We thought Tuki Tuki beyond help. Many of us still wanted to come help."
"So you're just giving up?" Kaz demanded.
"Of course not," Draulin said. "Now that we're here, we will fight. And die. But my duty is to get Alcatraz – and you other two - to safety. My brothers and sisters will fight."
And fail. The owl got higher, and I could see just how big the Librarian army was.
I'd done it again. I'd thought I was saving Tuki Tuki, but I hadn't. Just like helping my father had been turned against me, I found my efforts here twisted on their heads. Not only would Tuki Tuki fall, but the majority of the Knights of Crystallia would be destroyed as well.
I'd accomplished nothing.
When I was young, trying not to break things had only made it worse. Fix Joan and Roy dinner, but burn down their kitchen. Polish my foster father's car, but break it apart instead. It was all coming back to me, the times when the Talent dominated my life.
Things change. Perspectives change. The knights hadn't been cowards for refusing to help Tuki Tuki. They'd made a difficult decision, the right decision. But I'd forced them to come anyway, turning a huge disaster into a colossal one.
"We're just going to . . . leave them?” Kaz said.
"This ship has the king and queen on board," Draulin said. "There's a chance that we might be able to bring them out of their coma in Nalhalla." She didn’t sound like she believed it was very likely. "You've accomplished what you wished. Now, at the very least, allow me to salvage something from the fall of this city."
My heart was a tempest of emotions, my mind a tempest of thoughts. I didn't know what to feel or think. How could everything have turned upside down so quickly? The arrival of the Knights of Crystallia was supposed to save things, not make it worse.
"What of my father?" Kaz said.
"Lord Smedry is leading the evacuation of the children and the wounded," Draulin said. "He will leave with them."
In the midst of my heart arguing with my mind arguing with my soul, one single thought pressed through the others. Something I could grab on to, something I could hold on to, something real.
Bastille was still down there. And she needed me.
I ran through the Owlport, leaving Draulin and Kaz behind. The ship rose high, passing through the hole in the dome - the one atop the city, not the one that had been broken in the side. Glass rooms passed beneath my feet and to my sides, but most of these Nalhallan vehicles were constructed with the same general layout. I burst into the flight deck a moment later, Draulin and Kaz chasing behind me, calling out, sounding confused.
Aydee and a Nalhallan man I didn't recognize were in the piloting seats. "My name is Alcatraz Smedry,” I said loudly, "and I'm taking command of this vessel.”
The man blinked at me in shock, but Aydee just shrugged. "Okay, I guess."
"Fly us down there," I said, pointing at the Librarian army camp outside the city. I could see the place where they'd taken Bastille.
"Lord Smedry,” Draulin said, voice disapproving. "What are you doing?"
"Saving your daughter."
Draulin showed a moment of indecision. "She'd want you safe, she is a knight and -"
"Tough," I said. "Aydee, take us down.”
"All right . . ." Aydee said, steering the Owlport. The vehicle wasn't terribly maneuverable - it was meant as a troop transport - and kind of lumbered through the air as Aydee flew it down toward the Librarian camp.
Most of the Librarians were invading Tuki Tuki, and the Librarian camp itself was relatively quiet. There were some guard posts and a couple of thousand Librarians as a reserve force. The prisoner tent was at the back portion of the camp, and the flaps began to blow as the Owlport flew down low.
A dozen or so guards raced out of the building. “Hey, Aydee,” I said. “If we’ve got six plus
six guards, how many is that?"
"Er...four?"
"Good enough," I said, and suddenly there were only four guards, the other eight having been sent away somewhere by Aydee's Talent. Hopefully they wouldn't cause too much trouble there. "Draulin, Kaz, four guards for you."
"Sounds good to me," Kaz said, Warrior's Lenses in place. He raised his pistols as the Owlport settled down, face forward, resting on its belly.
Draulin gave me a suffering look, but opened a side door with steps down to the ground, and then followed Kaz out. They charged to engage the Librarian guards.
That was mostly a distraction. I took the other door out and slid down the wing. The floor of the camp was made up of packed-down jungle leaves and fronds, trampled flat by Librarian feet during the months of their siege. They rustled as I ran around to the back of the tent and slipped in.
The Librarians had left their captives lying in rows. I found Bastille near the center of the row, lying asleep in her tight white shirt and uniform pants. There were several dozen others in the tent, all Mokians. Officers or generals who the Librarians had considered valuable as prisoners.
I felt horrible for leaving them behind, but there wasn't much I could do. It was foolish of me to come even for Bastille, since we probably wouldn't be able to wake her up. But with Tuki Tuki falling, with all of the mistakes I'd made, I had to try to do something.
I slung Bastille over my shoulder and - teetering (she's kind of heavy, but don't tell her I said that) - I jogged back out the way I had come. Draulin was dusting off her hands, Kaz holstering his pistols, the four Librarian guards unconscious on the ground before them.
And then a cannonball crashed through the Owlport, smashing in the side, blowing off one of the wings.
I stumbled to a halt. Another cannonball followed, smashing off the owl's feet and toppling the massive vehicle to its side. I could hear Aydee inside crying out as it fell. A Librarian cannon team had set up nearby. The reserve force of Librarian soldiers was running out in front of it.
