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“Laro?” SSA Xiaobo said in his radio.
“What’s up, Xiu?” Laro cried. The pain went all the way through his body; made it almost impossible for him to stand. What a lousy painkiller, he thought. Dr. Barnard should have given him something heavier. Something that would relieve the pain immediately.
“Have the Seps acted?” Xiaobo said almost whispering.
Laro stared at the Sepulchrians’ spacecraft. “Nothing happens to the ship that is grounded here. They put out the fire. As far as the flames didn’t disappear on their own because of the lack of oxygen. But no one came out. Not yet…”
“Uh-huh. But from above? From space?”
“Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I expected them to intervene, you know that, but it stays quiet. Suspiciously quiet I must say.”
“That explains a lot…”
“What do you mean
