Chapter Seventeen
Zero Apocalyptic
I glare up at the Mantoid beast shadowing over me, while Tyrann and Gorgo are locked in savage combat in the distance. Rion hovers beside me.
“The oxygen levels, Rex! The atmosphere is changing. We’re running out of time.”
Energy and determination pulse through my veins. My brain transmits, calculating precise movements in zero gravity. I throw my head up to the sky, roaring out toward the Grandidierite planet. My bones stretch, contort, elongate; I’m like a mutant changing at the sight of the moon. Towering up, I meet the Mantoid dead in the eyes.
“You wanna play?” I challenge. “Come on, let’s do it.” I press my taloned feet to the ground. My brain flashes, Zero gravity counteracted.
I shout down at Rion, “I’m not weightless in this form! Get
