Alex felt his anger rise.
The commander was firing into the thing Lolth had come to recover. Whether the next shot destroyed the organ or fed it, everyone still trapped in the city would have to endure the result.
He moved toward the ship's forward side, staying above the abandoned street rather than crossing over Dorian's position.
"Your attacks won't reach her real body!"
His voice carried toward the ship through his qi.
The weapon continued turning.
Mingyue caught his arm and pulled him off its line. The next beam passed close enough for heat to burn against his face.
It struck the light woman again.
"They're still aiming at us," Mingyue said. "Get out of their firing line."
Alex looked toward the bridge. He couldn't see the commander through the hull, and he had no way to know what orders the crew were receiving.
He stopped trying to approach.
"Dorian, move our people beside the lower buildings. Don't let them gather in the open," he told Vesa to relay.
