"You bastard, I will fucking kill you," The vidette raged as it walked out of the fog, and while it raged at James, it had wasted no time in attacking Rhea.
These fossiled bastards are very smart; they would not let their anger come in front of their objective. It knows the biggest hurdle of it killing us is Rhea. Once he dealt with her, no matter how many tricks we have, it will be able to finish us.
"When did this happen? A week ago, she would have already turned puddle of flesh and bones if she had fought against that thing," Jim said while motioning toward Rhea.
"A lot can happen within a week," I said without explaining. What happened with Rhea is her secret; I have no right to tell anyone about it. Jim seemed to understand that as he did not press any further.
