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But its most peculiar feature was the bioluminescent pattern that ran across its torso and limbs, almost like tribal tattoos.
They pulsated and changed patterns as if conveying a language or emotions.
As it entered the clearing, Riley’s terror was palpable even from my hiding spot.
I could feel her fear reverberate through the bond that our cuffs created.
The horror of two alien males, and the imminent danger they posed, was not lost on me.
I feared that in their battle for dominance, Riley would be caught in the crossfire, and the possibility of them tearing her apart was terrifyingly real.
The two creatures sensed each other’s presence immediately.
The pulsating neon blue on the second alien’s body intensified, flaring up in a show of aggression.
The first creature, the one with the mottled skin and barbed tentacles, responded with a deafening roar, its tentacles whipping about in a frenzy.
What followed was a ferocious and brutal display of territorial combat.
They charged at each other, claws, tentacles, and teeth gnashing and striking.
The ground shook with their skirmish, and the underbrush was trampled and torn as they battled.
Every few moments, one would gain the upper hand, only for the other to counteract and wrest back control.
It became evident that our plan was unraveling at a rapid pace.
The creatures threw one another back and forth, almost setting off the traps, before shoving back away from them again.
I felt a desperate urge to act, to intervene and salvage the situation, to attack them from behind while they were distracted with each other.
I began to rise from my concealed position, every muscle coiled and ready to launch at the beasts.
The blade felt cool and reassuring in my grip, a beacon of hope amidst the chaos.
But as I was about to spring forward, a tug on my arm pulled me back.
It was Riley.
Her face was a mix of terror and determination. “Not while we’re cuffed together!” she whispered harshly, her voice quivering but insistent.
I glanced down at the cuffs, the unbreakable bond that linked us together.
She was right.
In the midst of such a savage fight, our attached state would be a significant disadvantage.
One wrong move and she could be dragged into the melee, or I could be restrained by our link.
That meant putting Riley in danger again, and every fiber of my being screamed to protect her.
I wouldn’t risk crushing her again.
The realization hit like a ton of gar’tik.
The situation had transformed from dangerous to dire.
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