"That's it, we're lifting off," Myitt says tersely. "Temrash, get to your ship, NOW. We're leaving."
The invisible Bug fighter's leglike landing gears lift off the roof and slip back into the ship's body. The little ship lifts off the ground, bluish gases waving through the trees--but otherwise, it is invisible.
"Christ, this is too weird," says the female cop, staring up at the sudden windstorm.