What had the humans done? The Casalyians froze, their eyes wide. They harmed a monster out of misunderstanding. This is getting out of hand. How did things devolve so fast?
One of the casalyian broke away from the group. He took flight and searched the crowds ahead for someone who had the qualifications to heal this creature.
The desperation of the aggressive crowd slowly affected movement. A guy poked his head out from a jeep. He honked. The line moving at a snail’s pace had now completely stopped. He leaned out of his jeep and squinted. A developing divide between this group and the crowd of people ahead of them was steadily growing.
The loud screeches were a sure sign of trouble for anyone in their vicinity.
Perhaps he could edge them forward. “We need to move!” The driver of the jeep shouted. When all eyes turned to him. He flushed, grunted and retreated into his jeep while mumbling.