Sunshine ignored the mystery of the claws for now; she had more immediate problems, like the weight of Vortan's scathing gaze burning into her shoulder blades. She leaned in, her voice a jagged whisper. "Listen to me, that orange device is a beacon. It pulls things_ creatures_ from God-knows-were.
Don't twist it. Don't let Ariel play with it. Tell Professor Chloe to kill the tests on the device immediately. Put them in a freezer or Ala's space. Hurry up Hades, before the Watchers win this bizarre war."
A sharp curse from Vortan cut her off, cold and sudden.
Vortan slammed a hand against the power core casing. "Sunshine, any time now. End the chit-chat! We have work to do!" He was clearly fuming, his jaw set tight.
She knew the reasons why he was fuming. He hadn't mentioned their little stunt in the water yet, but the way he was gripping his wrench suggested he was vibrating with suppressed fury. If she pushed him hard enough, he would crack.
