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They dropped the raider on the night side, less than thirty miles from Thanlar, the capitol city.

Alarm bells filled the wardroom, screaming off the metal walls and filling the room with their flat, metallic clang.

The day was still no more than a ragged streak of red in the east; the pre-dawn air was sharply cold, making Johnny Youngbear's face feel slightly brittle as he dressed quietly in the gray bedroom.

_Phoenix I_ belled out smoothly in the region of a G-type star.