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“What faction does that creature belong to?”
    “That is Caleb,” he replied. “He belongs to the Lycaon faction.”
    “And what about you?” she asked. “What faction do you belong to?”
    He puffed up his chest, and his shaggy mane rose on end to make him look more grand and imposing than ever. His heavy shoulders towered over her. “I belong to the Felsite faction. We used to rule this planet, but now the different factions keep to their own territory.”
    “What’s your name?” she asked.
    His eyes softened, and he smiled at her. “My name is Renier. And you?”
    She smiled back at him, and when she automatically extended her hand to him in greeting, she found her limbs free to move. The Lycaon must have distracted Rotnim for a moment. “My name is Carmen. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
    At that moment, the whole scene exploded before her eyes. To anyone else, it may have passed in a fraction of a second, but to Carmen, the events of the next few minutes unfolded in slow motion.
    Caleb, the slender newcomer, bared his teeth in disgust when Rotnim answered him, and Rotnim withdrew in horror at the sight. His tentacles lashed the air, and the telekinetic power blew the delicate hair back from the Lycaon’s face. But the invisible force had no effect on him other than to make him even more enraged.
    Caleb’s dark lips slithered back from his fangs and he growled at Rotnim. Rotnim’s thin veneer of polite condescension evaporated before Carmen’s eyes, and he raised his hand to his belt for his weapon. A lightning bolt of alarm shot through Carmen’s guts, and every nerve and muscle stood on end. This could only end it a fight.
    But Caleb moved faster than thought. He brought up his hand and struck Rotnim’s arm away from his weapon. The impact sent Rotnim staggering backwards, which caught the attention of the other three Romarie. They spun around and grabbed for their weapons, too.
    Renier noticed the confrontation first from his place at Carmen’s side, but the other Angondrans didn’t take much longer to realize what was happening. In an instant, several dozen Angondrans from all the faction rushed the Romarie brandishing every weapon imaginable. The feathered Avitras wielded long staffs with curved blades attached to both ends. They swung their staffs around their heads, and the blades whistled through the air.
    The Ursidreans pulled out some kind handheld gun similar Rotnim’s. One of them fired at Tinim, but nothing came out the end of it. A hot wind shimmered through the hall and rustled Carmen’s hair, but Tinim staggered backwards and slammed against the vehicle behind him.
    Caleb followed up his attack on Rotnim by slashing him with his fangs. He leapt on the Romarie leader and knocked him flat on the ground. Rotnim’s weapon skidded across the floor. Caleb landed on his chest, and his fangs snapped at his face. Rotnim raised his hands in front of himself for protection, but it was too late. Caleb feinted, and when Rotnim tried again to repel him, he ducked and grabbed Rotnim’s neck and then he broke it with his bare hands.
    A deafening roar shivered Carmen to the depths of her being, and she turned her head just in time to see Renier rushing past her into the fray. Carmen snapped out of her stunned surprise and ran forward, too. This was the best chance she and her friends would ever get to get away from their captors.
    She shouldered through the crowd and grabbed Rotnim’s weapon from the floor. She hefted it in her hand, and she took half a second to figure out where the firing mechanism was. When she folded her hand around the trigger grip, it whined and hummed against her palm. She aimed it at Tinim where he struggled to get back on his feet, and before she could make up her mind to activate the firing mechanism, the thing went off in her hand.
    She stared at it in astonishment. Then she understood what had happened. Her own thoughts activated it. These Romarie had telekinetic