Tales From a Thousand Worlds

“That can’t be natural, boss.”

The giant white furred minotaur Nhaqosa glanced aside and down at the wiry man who had spoken, Lakach, and then back ahead of them to what had provoked the man’s words. Lakach tugged at the ends of his drooping red moustache, a sure indication of unease, even concern. Nhaqosa had to admit that he shared that worry as well.

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