“What else?” F’lessan asked, right behind her, hauling Tai along beside him.
“How else could we do what is to be done?” T’gellan added as he dragged his weyrmate into a near run. “Yes, Ramoth just confirmed it to Monarth.”
“But what do we do first?” Mirrim demanded in a scared voice.
“Monarth’s bespeaking Talina’s Arwith. I’ve told her to take four wings at once to Monaco Bay, to warn Partmaster Zewe and to start moving people to safety.”