Taking Her Out (6)

Wh-,” even while Jaedon was raising the question, his hand was flicking to up the throttle. “Twenty-percent.” The words weren't his own.

The Yassengoro had unwittingly hypnotized him, he was straining himself so hard. Ahead of them, the ribs began to slowly draw apart.

“What the fuck is this space-voodoo bullshit?” he tried to say; but his mouth couldn’t form the words.

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