“M-Martians? Are you kidding me?” Bituin exclaimed, scrambling to her feet. But she did duck when she felt and saw triangular weapons coming their way. She was almost hit again. But this time, she spun around and caught it by her robe and hurled it back to the owner, who was about twenty paces away from them. The owner did not see it coming, thinking she was hit. His own weapon buried in his throat.
As Bituin hurled it, the remaining Raewebian moved with agility that she had never seen before, and it amazed her, leaving her wondering, Why didn’t he and the others move like that when we were fighting them earlier?
It was a puzzle to her.
“What’s kidding?” he asked her though she spoke in his language. He already tore the Martian’s head and body with great ease.
Bituin’s jaw hung but clo
