Rycer and his crew were there to help Vesta in seconds, but the red beings didn’t seem to want to fight. Grabbing Vesta seemed to be an act of desperation, as they released Vesta immediately and bowed low, almost crouching. Brille spoke to them harshly, in a gravelly-low voice. The largest of the red beings raised his hands and spoke. Vesta watched his words translate quickly on her visor.
“Please, we need her. We just want a chance. Please....”
“You better have a good reason for grabbing the human,” Rolet had his weapon in hand.
Then, the group became aware of a gasping, squeaking sound. They turned as one and laid eyes on the source of the sound.