The Only Way

Roka, Liz, and the others tightened their grips over their weapons and took aim.

From their previous experience on the -Tyl- Planet, they knew that bullets couldn't hurt Graniliths. 

The plasma weapons had to be used, which is why a large portion of the fuel recovered on the Planet so far had been reserved for them.

"If it steps forward, we shoot-"

"Ugh…" Raya interrupted as she waved her hand. "What would you guys do without me." She shook her head for a moment and chuckled. "Seriously…"

"What do you-"

Raya suddenly placed her hands around her mouth.

"DO A CARTWHEEL!" She shouted.

Roka, Liz, Rea, and the males immediately furrowed their brows. 

'What the hell is she-'

Every one of them had their thought interrupted as…

"See?" Raya pointed with her thumb. "That was a bad cartwheel, but still counts. Doesn't it?"

The crewmates stared at the Granilith, dumbfounded.