While Seraphina was fighting a quiet, gentle war of ideas on one side of the galaxy, a much louder, much stranger, and much more dangerous mission was about to begin on the other.
Zara's "Logic Parasite," the secret, clever virus that Valerius had planted on the Reality Loom, had finally begun to work. For weeks, it had been a silent, hidden passenger, traveling with Lord Malakor and his stolen prize into the deep, dark corners of the universe.
Now, it was starting to send out a faint, stuttering signal.
On the bridge of the "Odyssey," Zara stared at her console, a look of fierce, triumphant concentration on her face. A single, blinking red dot had appeared on her giant, holographic star map.
"I've got it," she said, her voice a low, excited whisper. "It's a weak signal. It's corrupted and full of noise. But it's there. I have a partial map to Malakor's secret hideout."
