The two male Dryadalis gasped and took a step back in fear, as if being in the same room as me would result in a mating. I mean, it's not like I can say that it has never happened, but I think my genes would have picked better specimens.
"Don't worry, you will not be chosen," chuckled Da'kea, speaking for the first time since we entered the room.
I watched the two males in front of me looking at each other while coming up with a new plan. Was I still going to be killed for the 'betterment of all?' It would be interesting to know where they stood. Unfortunately for them, no matter what plan they came up with, I would still have a better one.
"We are not going to be put in the same situation as before," grunted Orzoth, finally making a decision. He nodded at his second, and before anyone could react, the laser blaster fired a beam toward me.