The spaceship tore from the docking bay with a blast of sparks. Levx prayed that Megan and the others would be safe. Why would the Tryns only have one escape vessel unless...unless most of them occupied the other spacecrafts.
If the Tryns were scattered through Earth but had narrowed down the fact that the Renjerians had settled in the Northeast section of the United States, then they could scope out the area using multiple ships. Their cloaking devices would shield them from human eyes and radar.
Levx turned to the others around him. "Gather whatever you can find as weapons. We'll kill the enemy and take over their ship." Use their own system against them and locate the smaller spaceships and destroy them.
When a metal clank sounded in the corner, the hair on the back of his neck stood on end. He picked up a lead pipe and moved closer to the pile of boxes.
Her scent alerted him before he saw her. "Megan?"
She stood, hair a tangled mess with a sheepish smile on her face.