A few Westerners walked out when the car doors opened.

The person leading the group sized up Harvey York momentarily.

“Mr. Kyren’s asking you to join him.”

“Mr. Kyren? The Silver Knight?”

Harvey seemed calm. He entered the car without hesitation.

Half an hour later, the cars came to the edge of a desert.

Hundreds of people stood with their arms folded. Judith Pedler’s father, Kyren Pedler, was in the middle of the crowd.

He crossed his arms while looking at the sight before him. His white