"What the hell are you?" asked a rough masculine voice, followed by the sound of a fist hitting flesh. As they approached one of the buildings in the outpost, the sounds only grew in volume as they entered the ears of the group. "You look like you're some kind of Shenia, but no Shenia can move like that.
"You shadow our people and then think that you can remain silent when we ask you about it? You think we aren't going to make you hurt for that? Kid, hit this thing with whatever you've got going on with your cybernetics."
"You sure?" Bryer's voice responded. "I know how to use it to on humans without killing them, but when the target is something I haven't really tested on I can't say for certain how lethal it'll be."
"You shittin' me? We can carve it up to find out what it is, asking is only a courtesy. If it wants to die for the cause that it believes in, then let it."