Rosamund already knew that a bunch of the Draell-nar were alive and underground, so she knew that Darfan was lying. Or he had been lied to by Sekari.
She was starting to suspect that Kodran had rescued the Draell-nar and was hiding them for good reason.
“Sir, this is serious.” Temra’s tone was urgent.
“I said not now!” Darfan barked at him, and his face went hairy. Fangs shot from his gums.
“The Draell, sir! She’s awake – they should be awake too.” Temra pointed at Kodran and his clanmates.
A look of alarm crossed Darfan’s face, and his hand drifted to the laser pistol at his waist. “Maybe…maybe the knockout gas affected them differently because they’re a different species.”
“No. Their metabolism is faster than hers. So why aren’t they awake?”
“We are,” Kodran said, leaping to his feet. “We just wanted to see how much intel we could gather while you fools ran your mouths.”
All the other Draell scrambled to their feet as well.
Before they had time to shift, Temra pointed at the sky. “It’s Sekari!” he yelled.
Overhead were a couple of dozen Draell, flying through the sky.
Kodran grabbed Rosamund. “Run!” he shouted to his compatriots.
He ran straight for what appeared to be a solid wall of vines…which slid aside for him. The other Draell ran after him, one of them carrying Dot-R, right as their entire world turned to fire.
