Zyaire
Running to the door, she opened it and stepped in. We walked down the corridor until we saw her. The alien was choking her, and her face was as red as the Fashien sea. My vision turned red, as he flung her to the floor. Swinging my Nivoli sword in a wide arc, the Talgensten metal waved like a serpent, its pointy edge piercing his shoulder. He cursed in his language, but I ignored him. There was nothing he could do impaled to the wall.
The victim rubbed her elbow, signing with her fingers. “I’m alright.” Rising to her feet, she went to the computer. Grabbing the documents, she scanned them.
“These assholes compiled data on different kinds of aliens breeding with humans. The aliens were running breeding experiments on humans, trying to impregnate them with their alien seed.
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