They passed the first of the projection tables, showing one of the familiar maps of the ring she’d seen so many times before. This one kept far above the ring, showing dozens of little shapes like the Stormbreaker moving in systematic patterns over the empty places. She couldn’t read the symbols, hadn’t even tried to make sense of the ancient language. It included security features that made it difficult for an organic mind to make sense of—those few who could read it from the Pioneering Society all had magical help. 