CHAPTER 62876 Terran Expedition: Australia
The woman screamed between gulps of air. Her hand fluttered over her burned face like a bird looking for a place to land. The smell of blood, smoke and burned hair hung in the air. Muriel crouched beside the woman.
“Shhh,” Muriel said, trapping the woman’s hand between hers.
The Nosferan’s shot had sprayed the woman’s face with molten droplets of metal. She was burned, blistered and bits of metal glinted within the wounds. It was serious, and all needed to get cleaned and packed.
Dyami loomed above them, still favoring his burned arm. He rumbled, and his translator spoke. “What can we do?”
Behind him, shrinking away, were the other two Australia crew, a man and a woman. These were scientists by their clothes. The man in his forties, with shor
