Llyfr follows Three-5 toward the khefaks.
She leans toward Three-5 and whispers, “These khefaks don’t look like they’re rampaging to me. They seem pretty normal right now. Think something weird's happening?”
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Llyfr frowns as she listens to the reports. “Khefaks being aggressive now? That is strange. Glad to hear you’ve got medical on the way. Focus them on your miners... we can handle ourselves.” She skips the mining suits, preferring the well-loved layers of her quilted armor. She checks her backpack supplies and the loads in her pistol, then touches the patch on her left shoulder. May your knowledge protect us, Eloritu. “Let’s get on with it. Those khefaks aren’t going to terminate themselves. Remember to save the the shells… we might get a bonus from ‘em if we do things right.” |