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KIONKili took the lead, his gun at the ready. He was acting strange. More aggressive than I’d ever seen him. Usually, he was the one keeping cool and I was the emotional one who needed restraint. Not this time.
He squeezed through the hole in the Trad ship’s hull. The edges were jagged and it was just big enough to let us through one at a time. It was risky, going in like this without any reconnaissance, but I got why Kili didn’t want to wait. We had a human female on board and we needed to get back before she woke up.
She’d looked so broken. Earlier, during the transmission, she’d seemed fine, if a little scared. Her face had been rosy; so unlike our own blue skin yet beautiful nonetheless. Now, she was in a med pod, fighting for her life. Because the Trads had shot her. Hate tried t
