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   “I can only imagine the magnificent cultural advances that such a backwater planet has managed.”
    Keryn frowned.   She didn’t care much for Cerise as an individual, but she knew Cerise was dedicated to proving herself once again as a soldier.   Though frail by appearance, the Avalon appearance belied a surprising strength.   The large, feathery wings allowed for limited flight, enabling Cerise to operate both as a scout and air coverage should the group get into trouble.   Keryn opened her mouth to respond, but was interrupted by a low, rumbling voice.
    “Enough of the small talk,” Penchant growled from behind the obsidian, featureless Lithid face.   His clawed hands and spiked tail twitched in irritation.   “Less talk, more getting me out of this heat.   The sooner the better.”
    “Alright, everyone,” Keryn said sternly, once again taking command of the assault team.   Reaching into her pack, she pulled out a map of the area and laid it out on the ship’s wing.   As the others gathered around, she began the mission briefing.
    “We’ve been over this before, so none of this should be a surprise.   Cardax probably set up shop near the spaceport.   He knows we’re following him, so he’ll be established close to his ship for an easy evacuation.   That’s why Penchant, once we get in the city, you’ll establish our safe house in this district.”   She gestured to a market district that approached the spaceport from the south.   “Once we have the safe house, we’ll block access to the port and flush him out of his hole.”
    Keryn looked up from the map and met the eyes of her soldiers.   “Remember, we may have a map, but he knows this city better than we do.   These are his people.”   Her voice gained a solemn edge.   “There’s a good chance that this is another ambush.   Stay on your guard.
    “You all know your roles.   Cerise, you’re the closest thing we have to a medic.   Take care of McLaughlin and be ready for air support if we run into trouble.   Adam and Penchant, you’re with me.   And, Penchant, get into character.”
    The black skin of the Lithid shimmered and rippled, as though a stone had been dropped into a pond.   His form stretched and twisted, melting like wax before coloring and hardening into sharp Terran facial features with blazing red hair and beard.   His clawed hands retracted, to be replaced with calloused and fleshy fingers.   Where a dark Lithid had stood moments before, a bearded Terran now stretched its limbs.
    “Better?” Penchant asked, his low growl the only thing that still remained of the talented doppelganger assassin.   He stood naked, his new pink skin warming under the bloated sun.
    “Much,” Keryn replied, suppressing a smiling.   “Now try putting some clothes on before you embarrass Adam.”
    The other two members of her strike team went about changing out of their coveralls and switching into more inconspicuous clothing.   Turning away from them, Keryn proceeded to do the same.
    Keryn stretched her lithe body and, covering her violet eyes, glanced toward the sky.   A vibrant yellow sun burned brightly in the faintly green sky and the heat from the enlarged sun made her uncomfortable.   Though only moments outside the cool confines of her ship, Keryn could already feel the sweat rolling down her back.
    Propping open a hatch near the right wing, she pulled out a small travel bag and dumped its contents onto the flat of the wing.   With little thought to modesty, she unbuttoned her flight suit and let it fall forgotten to the ground.   She quickly donned the lightweight blue shirt and brown pants that she wore when not suffering from the gravitational forces of space travel.   Clipping her pistol to her side, she pulled on the long, thin jacket to hide its presence.   With a cursory glance around the grotto, Keryn placed her flight suit and the bag back inside its compartment.   By the time she was done, the