DEATH FROM THE SKIES Geronimo raised his hand over his eyes and squinted. “What are those things attached to the bottom of its wings?” “Your guess is as good as mine,” Blade said, and saw the aircraft arc into the heavens again. As it did, a small spherical object dropped from the right wing directly toward them. Blade’s intuition flared, and he gave his friends a shove. “Into the forest! Move!...