He stiffened his wings and glided, regretfully putting aside his desire to experiment with this wonderful shape. There would be time later, he told himself. After he planted the Displacer, he would go off by himself for a while… somewhere Ilg and Ger would not see him. A final moment of peace before the Grom Army arrived and the invasion began.
Yet as he circled, a tiny twinge of guilt pricked...
