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transmitted to your com unit and it is translating the impulses into something you can hear. You will get used to the technology soon enough. I have noticed the speed with which you are absorbing your information and you will soon be ready for assignments with the Citadel.”
    That got Skiria’s attention. “Assignments?”
    “We got you out, now you are going to continue your work for the freedom of others. You have been given a task, and you will soon know what is being asked of you.”
    Skiria sat back and looked at the other woman. “This is my warning.”
    Archive smiled. “You are very bright. Yes, this is your warning. You will soon meet the Salass Avatar and everything is going to go a little wild before it gets better.”
    “Why?”
    The woman grinned. “You now have my direct information in your system. Call me anytime. I am always available.”
    With no more information than that, the screen went dark.
    She sat back and exhaled heavily. She hated surprises when they involved the word wild .
    Skiria ran her hands through her hair and headed out to stand on the dock and listen to the waves. In the distance, she could see large creatures rising and falling in the light of the setting sun. Salass was a lovely world; the water had a purple tint that made the depths of the colour strange and wonderful every time she stood out on her long dock.
    She stood out in the fading light until the cooling air made her shiver. The touch of the wind on her cheek was her only indication of ambient temperature.
    Bubbles warned her that she was about to have guests, and she stepped toward the shore quickly to give them plenty of room to land.
    Tyvor and the guard chorus shot out of the water and landed on the dock, sending it swaying. They looked a little surprised to see her, and Tyvor started talking before he cleared his gills. The gurgling was a little peculiar.
    Skiria smiled and waited. Water squirted out of his neck in foamy jets, and he flexed his head a little.
    “Pardon me. The Avatar has arrived and your presence is requested in the meeting hall once again.” There was amusement in Tyvor’s expression.
    “Now?” She touched her hair. She wasn’t sure how the suit would deal with her loose locks.
    “Now. Your hair looks fine.”
    She sighed. “Fine.” Without hesitating, she turned to the side of the dock and jumped feet first into the water.
    She was breathing easily before her head had cleared the surface and her hair floated around her in a ghostly blue cloud.
    Seven minute splashes sounded, and Tyvor wrapped an arm around her waist to help propel her through the water. Without a psychic word, they were off.
     
    A crowd formed around the meeting hall. Folk stood or floated as they chose, all gazes aimed inward toward the hall itself.
    Skiria felt a powerful mind up ahead of them and that appeared to be their target. She relaxed and let Tyvor move her around the members of the crowd oblivious to their approach. Her guards also took care of some of the others, creating a corridor through the curious dark gazes and into the meeting hall itself.
    The guards paused and Tyvor continued toward the man leaning against the podium who was speaking with Tyvor’s mother.
    He pulled up short and helped Skiria regain her upright posture.
    Avatar Raygar-Salass, this is Skiria Linz of Resicor. Skiria, this is my great-grandfather, Raygar, Avatar of Salass.
    She felt her cheeks heat as he followed her earlier instructions to the letter. She bowed her head.
    It is delightful to meet you, Skiria. I have looked forward to this moment.
    Skiria looked at the hand that Raygar extended to her. It was strange, as the Salass did not shake hands. It is an honour to meet you, Avatar. Tyvor has spoken highly of you.
    Take my hand, child, there is nothing to fear here.
    She blinked and extended her hand to his. His kind, smiling features went blank for a moment when she made contact. The electric pulse that ran between them was a