The thought echoed in Jack’s head as he gazed across the Ishtar ruins. Moisture hung heavy in the air as un-earthly insects buzzed between alien foliage growing between crumbling structures.
“Jack? Something on your mind?” his companion buzzed, it’s angular frame hovering by his head.
“Ghost, ever get the feeling that something’s off?” The warlock breathed, tightening the grip on his gun.
“Off? In what sense?”
“You know that feeling you get when you know there’s something you’re missing?” The warlock was sure something was wrong.
“Such as almost hitting an asteroid in warp drive?”
“No. More like,” the human swiveled around, aimed, pulled the trigger, and nailed a hovering Shank right in the optics. In less than an instant, hidden Dregs and Vandals emerged from the crumbling walls and leveled their weapons at him. “…feeling you just wal