“Yeah, that’s Sparky.”
Rish sniffed, looking unimpressed. “Looks skinny and weak.”
Beauty snorted. “They aren’t as big as the Lathar, but I wouldn’t want to end up in an arena with that one. He’s insane. Befriended an ozaz.”
“What?” Rish exclaimed in shock. “What the vaark for?”
What?” vaark“He thought it was cute.”
The scene on the screen changed as a fighter walked onto the sands. Sparky, out of sight, whistled lowly. “Is that a f*****g butterfly? With wings... well a body. Okay, a butterfly dude?”
“He’s an Illinar. Nasty pieces of work. Razor sharp flaps on their wings.”
Beauty grinned at the frustrated note in Zero’s voice. If there was one thing Sparky was good at, it was getting on everyone’s last nerve... even if he had to dig down to get at it. He really felt for Zero. The c
