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master to the Bormaic. He was known to have complete control of the sleeping mind, but this woman from Resicor fought him the entire way.
    Her sleep now was blessedly blank. He could not read any trauma or panic in her mind.
    Rackon ran a hand through his hair and glanced back at her. He hoped that she could do what he saw in her mind. His people needed just a little bit of help before they could move their population to the new location. If she could hold back the tide of molten stone long enough for them to put the barricades in place, her assignment would be complete, and she could move on to the next world that needed her help.
    Hahvi had a lot of potential. He hoped that she was everything they had been told. If her exceptional mind was an example of her talent, he had hope that she just might be exactly the right talent at the right time.
    If she wasn’t, he had no idea how they would get the city installed in its new location.

Chapter Five
    Hahvi had never imagined a world on fire before, but Bormaic was as close as anything that went through her mind. “It is covered with liquid stone.”
    Rackon was grim. “It is. My people have lived on the fringes of the lava fields for centuries, but now, there is no avoiding it. We need to move the city, but to do that, we need the lava held back for a few days.”
    “So that is where I come in.”
    “Indeed. Our technology and talents can move our city, but to do that, we need to drop the shielding that keeps the rock at bay. Once you have bought us the time we require, we shall move the city to higher ground.” Rackon’s expression was tense. “Did you dream?”
    She blinked and concentrated on the view as they approached. “Nothing major.”
    Hahvi had watched her family consumed by flame once again. This time, she had pulled the lava back, but it had erupted under them and burned them all.
    He gave her a look that indicated he did not believe her, but he left it alone.
    “Have you lived here all your life?” Distraction seemed the better option to laying her nightmares bare.
    “Not my entire life. The Citadel recruitment officers came through when I was a teen, and for ten years, I travelled and used my particular skills. It enabled me to train and master my talent.” His hands tightened on the controls as they entered the atmosphere.
    The heat from the surface caused the ship to buck and twist, but eventually, it found a calm patch of air and glided downward.
    Hahvi kept her mouth shut as they wobbled down to the landing zone that was rimmed with liquid stone.
    “It wasn’t that bad when I left.”
    “Is there anywhere else to land?”
    He shook his head. “No. It is the only spot available until the city is moved. They will come to get us after we land.”
    His silent hope was obvious.
    Hahvi nodded and held on as they flew low over the waves of heat coming up from the surface. The shuttle skidded to a halt, leaving them on an island of tarmac surrounded by molten rivers.
    “Rackon, are you heat resistant?”
    He grinned. “Not to your extent, but all of the Bormaic have evolved to live with the gasses in the air, the heat and the minimal food options.”
    “Good. When we open those doors, hell is going to flood in.” Hahvi unclasped her harness.
    Rackon mimicked her. “Are you ready to try your talent out?”
    She blinked in surprise. He was right. This was the first time in her life that she would be able to use her talent without fear of exposure. “I guess I am. Is that the ride to the city you were referring to?”
    He sighed in relief. “Yes. Time to step on Bormaic. Enjoy it.”
    She followed him to the shuttle exit and waited behind him. Their lift had come to the door side of the shuttle. It should be a short run from shuttle to the flying machine, but who knew?
    The blast of heat when the door opened fluffed her hair straight up into a shock of green. When she was able to set her feet on the tarmac, the heat of the ground on her bare soles