Through my thermo-vision goggles, I saw a number of the rebels turn toward me, surprise evident in their open mouths. They obviously realized that I had come up with a powerful bluff—and it was equally obvious that they didn’t have a clue to what I was talking about. But one of them had the presence of mind to actually touch the barrel of his pistol to the end of one of the rockets, just in case the bacab used his astral-sensing capabilities to spy on us.