The human is so clumsy. Striding off into the jungle like a Taku youngling. The white Panit nearly tore her head right off! I only managed to intervene just in time.

She’s my mate, and if anything ever happened to her, I would never forgive myself. Ava’s a blessing, a gift from the Maker. To be cherished, protected, worshipped.

I do not understand the big metal box she arrived in, though, or her claims of white aliens who took her from her home.

Must ask Maker. I’ll find the answers there.

Luckily, Ava’s near-death experience has bestowed her with a proper respect for the jungle. She follows my footsteps, one hand always touching the small of my back.

I like the feel of her soft hands on me. I can’t wait to feel them all over me once more…

The passion we shared last night was out of this world. It was my first time, and it exceeded everything I thought was possible. My cock radiated pure pleasure, and she was so wet, so warm, so soft, so pleasant. The feeling of exploding inside of her is one I will cherish forever.

It’s a memory I intend to create many more of.

“You know you have a cute butt?” Ava whispers from behind me. “You probably don’t. No mirrors and all that. I wonder how much you can really understand, at times. You nod, and you grunt, and you say a few words here and there… and that’s okay. Perhaps it’s easier if you don’t understand everything I say. That way, I can tell you what a great fuck you are without it being all awkward. Oh, look at me, I’m rambling.”

I understand every word perfectly, but Ava doesn’t need to know that. Not yet. I’m enjoying hearing her mumble to herself way too much.

Before she arrived from the heavens, I hadn’t spoken a word in years. After praying to the Maker, and having my calls be ignored time and time again, I left in a fit of rage to traverse the planes with Isto by my side. I only recently returned to my old grounds when Ava dropped down from the sky like an angel.

Her grasp of language is much stronger than mine. I do struggle to follow her quick leaps at times, but I’m starting to catch on. For now, though, I enjoy playing the brute.

“Look,” I growl as I push a few leaves to the side. “Your box.”

Ava’s hand leaves my back as she runs towards the giant grey object.

“Hey! Get out of there! Shoo!”

A few small animals are sniffing the box. They are not a threat, and they scatter the moment Ava opens her mouth.

I had scouted the area earlier, while my mate slept, but I did not enter. Ava steps right into the thing.

“Come,” she beckons.

A warrior as fierce as me should not fear a strange box. Without showing Ava my hesitation, I step into the darkness.

The first thing I notice is the air — it’s much cooler inside. The metal floors feel cold on my naked feet. The walls are empty, cold, lifeless, just straight lines everywhere. No beauty.

I feel pity for the species who took to the stars and decided that this would be their chariot.

“Come on, no time to waste,” Ava urges me on.

She leads me further into the bowels of this monstrosity. I keep one hand on my knife, just to be sure, even though nothing could sneak up on me in these cramped hallways.

“Here we are,” Ava says when she opens a door.

A terrible view opens up.

“By the Maker,” I growl. “Are they dead?”

I see rows upon rows of strange pods that contain human females. They appear to be cradled within some sort of a metal flower. Their faces are lit up in a ghostly blue light, their eyes all closed.

I have never seen anything so disturbing.

“They’re not… I hope,” Ava adds. “Let me check.”

She goes over to the strange machines and inspects them, while I stare amazed at the scene in front of me.

“The pods are functioning as intended, as far as I can tell,” my mate says. “These girls are sound asleep, oblivious to the world around them. The pods have enough juice to run for a few more months, so we don’t have to worry about feeding a whole colony of girls. Yet.”

“Who did this?” I growl.

“The Nezdek, like I tried to tell you,” Ava responds. “They will come back for us. For me. I saw pure hatred in Lord Erran’s eyes — he’s coming back, alright. That’s why I need your help. Are you starting to understand?”

I nod. I understand. I understand that whoever did this is pure evil. I understand whoever will try to harm my mate will have to go through me.

“We must see the Maker,” I growl. “Leave right now.”

I grab her wrist. “Come.”