RIKA
Rika wanted to groan in frustration and fear. She knew she wasn't communicating her point well. They were already aware that the humans were coming. But they were expecting war, not… a safari. How could she explain to them how horrible it felt to imagine all of them in some wildlife sanctuary, watched and medicated and prodded. Her people were already experimenting. If they got their hands on Gar with his strength and power…
She wanted to throw up at the thought.
All the things that she'd heard over the months suddenly made sense in a way they hadn't before. All the little things that hadn't seemed to fit before. But the problem was, there was obviously more than one way to get to Anima. They now knew of two. What if there was more?
