few steps, he gestured for them to follow. Fracta seized Lucyâs arm.
âLet go,â snapped Lucy, and shook her off. Side by side, they followed Linneus down some steps into a cavern where the air was so hazy it made Lucy think of asphalt, fuming in the summer heat. In the sudden gloom, she found it hard to see anything. Fractaâs eyes must have adjusted more quickly. She stumbled back, almost falling against Lucy.
âWhat is this?â she gasped. âWhy are they sitting like that?â
It was the first time Lucy had heard Fracta sound uncertain. She rubbed her eyes. When she opened them again, she saw the cavern was crowded with Stratus, slumped on the ground, all staring straight ahead. There were hundreds of them. Linneus startedflinging his hands about, pretending to drink from a bottle. He was almost shouting â but the Stratus in the cavern didnât stir or look around.
âToo late.â Fracta stumbled back up the stairs. Lucy followed her, glad of the open air. It was eerie to think of that gloomy cavern, those half-dead creatures, buried in the cloud beneath her feet.
âWe are too late,â repeated Fracta.
âToo late for what?â demanded Lucy, but Fracta had turned away. She was dragging herself over the cloud plain: a little crooked figure.
âYou canât leave me here!â called Lucy. âI wonât stay.â
Fracta swung around. The look on her face made Lucy flinch. âI wonât leave you,â she said. Just as suddenly, she dropped her head and muttered, âBut Linneus should have told me.â Tilting her head towards the lift, she sighed, âGet on. Iâll take you back to your friends.â
Linneus had stopped a few metres behind them. He was silent, staring at his hands. The last of the Stratus clustered around him, turning their backs to the wind.
Lucy waited in the lift, clutching her ankles, and felt relief rise through her like warmth, knowing soon the lift would carry her back to the Citadel. Danielâssharp face floated into her mind.
He must be awake by now
, she thought. He would be afraid she had left without him. When she pictured his face, twisting with panic, she felt a quick surge of impatience.
âHurry up!â she called out the lift door. âTheyâll be looking for me!â
Fracta was still talking to Linneus. She fixed her eyes on Lucy. After a pause, she nodded and climbed into the lift, leaning out to give a last order: âListen, Linneus! Iâll help this Earth creature fight the Kazia. Iâll make sure she succeeds. Tell your Stratus! Tell them that!â
âEarth creature,â grumbled Lucy, as Fracta slammed the lift door. Ropes creaked through a wheel; slowly, in jerks, the lift climbed. Fracta sat with her eyes closed and her chin propped on her knees.
âSo youâll help me against the Kazia?â
Fractaâs eyes flicked open. âYes, and I will see you defeat her. This once, their war is our war.â
âTheir war! Your war! Why donât you fight it yourselves, then? I canât do anything against the Kazia! If you really want help, send me back to Earth and Iâll get it for you â a proper army.â
Fracta shook her head. âNot one person on Earth would believe you. Here, they think you are their Protector. Here, you can raise an army.â
âOh yes! Wist and Jovius!â
Fracta blew air through the side of her mouth. âNot Cirrus and Cumulus! They canât even feed themselves; but the other sky creatures â birds and Arcarals â and the Stratus will follow you.â
âBut I keep telling you, Iâm not the Protector!â
Fracta shrugged. âItâs enough that they think you are. War makes lies useful.â
âSo why do you care, all of a sudden? What about your revolution?â
âWhy ask me to explain? You saw those Stratus, so drunk on phumooze they cannot see or