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Vivian
What the hell was happening? One minute everything was under control—well, except for the giant beast who sniffed me but barely said two words to me. The next? One of those huge warlords was shooting at Maxus. Shooting. At. Maxus.
I thought they were friends? Or at least on the same side?
The one they’d called Velik fired the Prillon’s blaster thing at Maxus. Maxus blinked after the first shot, appeared to be stunned. But then? Velik shot him three more times, and Maxus didn’t even change expression. It was like the beast he’d become didn’t even feel the blasts.
So what if Maxus had order-growled me to stay here, out of the way? If I gave him the benefit of the doubt, which I realized I actually had, I assumed it was to keep me safely out of the way.
But what now? His own b
