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410 pages, Kindle Edition
Published September 3, 2024
The native’s body was humanoid, but its head was catlike. Something like a tiger. Or a lion. Whiskers; eyes with black pupils and sclera of gold; white fur around the muzzle; long, sharp teeth. Definitely a carnivore.
Tiger? Lion? Liger? I'm fighting a liger-headed alien. My mother warned me I’d have days like this. Don’t leave Earth, she said. You'll end up fighting liger-headed aliens on distant planets where they don’t even have breathable air or working toilets.
"The bad news, however, is about as bad as you could possibly imagine.”
“What? That’s impossible, I have a powerful imagination. It’s not as if you contaminated their culture and doomed the planet, right?”
Rohan shrugged.
Wei Li’s eyes widened. “Oh my.”
Ben frowned. “Really?”
Ang’s jaw dropped. “My Katya-le’s people?”
Rohan sighed. “I’m going to fix things. I will.
“I’m just not sure how.”
I just wanted a quiet life. Tow ships, drink tequila. Maybe find a girlfriend. Now people are trusting in me. Counting on me.
Dr. Simivar poked at one of his still-open wounds. “Ouch.”
“Another hour in the tank and you'll be ready to get dressed and walk around. If you can, try to avoid any significant exertion for another eight hours. Let someone else do the fighting for a while.”
“I'll try. How will I know if I moved around too much, or too soon?”
She shrugged. “Check your feet.”
“My feet?”
“Yes. If there are puddles of blood gathering around them, you've done too much. Come back and we'll get you stitched back together.”