On the bridge of the "Odyssey," everyone was frozen in horror. They were watching their friends, their entire fleet, being turned into a floating art gallery of crystal statues. Ilsa Varkov's magnificent flagship, the "Unbroken," was the latest victim.
The wave of perfect, silent light was washing over it, turning the mighty warship into a giant, lifeless jewel.
The shield wall was gone. There was nothing left between them and the universe-ending beam.
"It's over," Seraphina whispered, her hands covering her mouth. Emma could only stare, her mind, which always had a plan, was finally, terrifyingly blank.
But they weren't the only ones watching.
In the small, cramped cockpit of the Void Cutter, a fast little ship that looked more like a souped-up space hot rod than a military vessel, Jaxon Ryder and Carmella watched the same terrible sight on their screen.
