Rycer stared at his old friend, “You are telling me…the council sent Mazet to destroy the lab making the cure that they want…”
His voice trailed off in disbelief as Condra Re nodded.
“I…I can’t believe it,” Ducla looked from commander to commander. “I was so close! I told them I was close.”
Swallowing his disappointment, Ducla looked away, “Now I have no lab and no serum. I’m sorry Vesta. You will have to give blood to the council until I can rebuild my lab.”
Rycer put his hand on his brother’s shoulder, “We have to start over, and we aren’t going to give up.”
Vesta snapped to attention, “Wait… Ducla…I have these.”
She scrambled to her feet and went over to the doctor with her hand outstretched.
Condra Re laughed in surprise, Rycer smiled, and Ducla stared hard before shedding grateful tears.
“We have serum and blood,” Rycer gave Vesta a look of pride and love. “All we need is a lab.”