"Now what?!" Ricky asked, shaking off the awkwardness and slowly walking toward the giants. He looked at the massive creatures kneeling. "Are we actually going to take them back with us? To the base?"
"I don't know yet," John admitted. Ricky had voiced the exact inner dilemma John was currently wrestling with.
"Anyone seen something like them before?" He looked at his teammates, but all he received in return was an eerie, heavy silence. This race was a total anomaly to humanity.
"Fck you, humans!"
The weak, rasping tone came from the leader. He was slumped on the ground, "You are a fcked up race! A fallen race! How in the world did you have such power? It's absurd! You were cheating! You used some sort of forbidden ancient curse for sure!"
"Cheating or not," John turned his cold attention toward the deeply injured leader, "this is your loss. Accept it with dignity and don't try your luck again with us. You saw what happened to the others who tried."
