Tha'juen stiffened as he heard the scream coming from the enraged Istar queen. Shooting to his feet, he rejoined the other two males, their weapons at the ready. They might not be gasping for air, but killing that creature had taken a lot out of each of them.
And there were still two more queens to go.
Closing his eyes, Tha'juen closed his eyes and took in a deep breath, preparing himself mentally for the next fight. Shifting his grip on his spear, he looked up, trying to see any sort of movement in the shadows of the ceiling.
There was a tense moment of silence, the original queen's blood still flowing from the decapitated body at their feet, the only sound they could hear. Suddenly, there was a thud behind them.
Spinning around, Tha'juen, Ye'tab, and Da'kea froze for a second as they caught sight of a snow white Istar queen slowly rising to her full height, towering over the seven foot males.
