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. But it might fall to a mob.
"Fire a few tracers over their heads. Well over their heads. Just enough to make them keep their distance," ordered Xris.
Tycho fired off the lascannon. Most of the people in the crowd flung themselves flat on the ground. The local police force had arrived on the scene, began doing what they could to clear people out of the area. At least, no one would be firing rockets at the drop ship anytime soon--not with the possibility of injuring untold numbers of innocent civilians.
"Can you see the king?" Xris asked.
Harry shifted camera angles.
"That must be the dignitaries' platform. There's the Royal Flag. I'll zoom in."
They had an excellent view of the backs of the Royal Guard. Xris detected what might have been a flash of red-golden hair in the midst of the ring of steel. And there was the Royal Limo jet.
"Looks like the king's safe, for the time being," Xris reported to the rest of the team. "They're hustling him and the queen into the Royal Limo."
"Good!" Rowan breathed in relief. ''They shouldn't have to take him far to get him out of range." She looked up at Xris, smiled shakily. "I'd say mission accompl--"
"They're not moving," Harry reported, frowning.
The king and queen were seated safely in the limo, the Royal Guard had taken their places on the outside, the crowd had been hastily cleared from the area, but the limojet wasn't going anywhere
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