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Rhall's borrowed skiff zoomed quietly over the frozen landscape. Within, Rhall sat in the gunner's seat, preparing another message.

"Captains, I bid thee ready my ketch, and make haste for this point." He attached the coordinates he had retrived from Kahniss's databanks that had been labeled as a backup landing zone. "Do not tarry, for there is a hunt to which I, and by extention all of you, must attend. And I shall have my hounds before I lose the trail."

Rhall sent the message as the skiff activated its cloaking field and approached the last known location of its missing counterpart.