“I’m going,” Samara said with a wave of her hand.
“No, you are not!” Adalard growled for the fifth time.
Samara gave him a pointed look. “I’m not one of those too-stupid-to-live women who has a death wish. I’ll follow your directions. You say duck, and I’ll kiss the floor so hard the ground will shake,” she dryly replied.
“This is far too dangerous. We have no idea what we will encounter,” he snapped.
“Exactly. If they have released that energy glob, you and the rest of your guys will be defenseless. Out of everyone tested onboard so far, only Emma and I can repel it. None of your shields have worked; it still sucks you dry. Emma can’t go because she’s pregnant, so I’m the logical choice. Whatever mojo I have, that thing can’t stand it,” she countered in a calm voice.
He stepped forwa
