She snapped her fingers in front of Larz's face. "Stop grunting and listen to me. If you think you can lock me up here and use me as some breeding machine, you've got another think coming."
"I will be ready," Larz said to Zacar in Zyrgin. He focused on Marcie and crossed his arms over his chest to stop himself from dealing with those snapping fingers. "How will you stop me?"
Maybe when she looked into a mirror she saw a giant instead of an undersized human woman surrounded by Zyrgins who wanted her dead.
She squared up to him. "I'll find a way to get away from you, you overgrown green freak."
He reached out and clasped the back of her neck. He could snap it with only two fingers and, for one half earth second, he was tempted. The knowledge of her vulnerability was reflected in her eyes. Still, she lifted her chin. If she had honor, as well as courage, she would've been magnificent.
"You will never get away from me, human."