You Don't Belong Here

I sprinted to the bridge and slapped the ship-wide communication circuit. 'Be advised; we're visiting the Ingaran homeworld.' 

Their replies lacked the excitement and awe that I'd have received from the likes of Violet and Asher. If only they could be with us now, though the more I thought about it, the more I realised that if a Manuari had chosen Butland as its host, it might well have taken any Oracle Skyway survivors with it to the Ingaran homeworld. Well, that was the hope, at least.

A quick check of the video surveillance showed both restaurant employees, still secured in their make-shift paddock. We'd need to find them help; fortunately, we were heading to the birthplace of all magic.