rescue done

After freeing the four-armed, winged alien, Zugiy carefully guided her out of the room. The young alien, visibly relieved to be free, looked at Zugiy with curiosity.

"You're... human, right?" she asked, trying to understand more about her savior.

Zugiy nodded, responding simply, "Yes."

The alien hesitated for a moment, then asked, "What is Earth like? Are the people there... nice?"

Zugiy, who wasn't much of a talker, gave a straightforward answer, "It depends. Some are nice, others... not so much."

She looked at him with her large curious eyes. "And the food? What's the food like on Earth?"

Zugiy thought for a moment, trying to find a simple way to explain. "There's all sorts... But most people like simple things, like bread, meat, and sweets."

The young alien seemed to ponder this, imagining what it would be like to taste these foods. "I would like to try them someday..."

Zugiy just nodded, unsure how to respond to that. He wasn't good at conversations, especially with someone so curious.

Suddenly, the alien lowered her head, a sad expression crossing her face. "And my mother? Will I be able to see her again?"

Zugiy paused for a moment, feeling the weight of the question. He answered as honestly as he could, without sugarcoating. "I don't know... But I'll do what I can to help."

The alien looked at him, her eyes shining with a mix of hope and sadness. "Thank you..."

As they continued walking, a thought began to trouble Zugiy. He realized that despite the explosions and the earlier chaos, no guards or reinforcements had appeared. This didn't make sense. He looked around, more alert now, and began to suspect something.

"Why... hasn't anyone come by now?" Zugiy murmured to himself, but the alien heard him.

"What do you mean?" the alien asked, worried.

Zugiy frowned. "It's strange... Explosions, fighting... and no one shows up. There must be something... blocking."

He turned to the alien, looking her in the eyes. "Do you know... of any device, something that... keeps everything quiet?"

She shook her head, clearly confused. "No... I don't know of anything like that. They just kept me locked up. I didn't know what was happening."

Zugiy nodded slowly, his suspicions growing. "We need to get out of here... quickly. There might be something... very wrong."

The alien looked at him, anxious but trusting his words. Together, they began to move with more urgency, knowing that every second could be crucial for their safety and the mission.

Melissa and Mel walked through the dark corridors of the facility, each with their own concerns and strategies in mind. The tension in the air was palpable, but Melissa seemed more focused than ever, while Mel glanced around, trying not to show her discomfort.

"We need to check everywhere, even the sewers if we have to," Melissa declared as she kicked down a door, her strength amplified by her earth powers.

Mel grimaced at the thought. "The sewers? Ugh, that's disgusting! Please tell me you're not serious..."

Melissa gave a sarcastic smile. "Do you really think they're going to keep the hostage somewhere comfortable? The more hidden and filthy, the safer for them. We'll have to search all those places."

Mel sighed, clearly bothered, but she knew Melissa was right. "I know, but... sewers? Can't we think of another strategy? Maybe one that doesn't involve so much... trash?"

As they discussed, Melissa struck a wall with her stone-covered fists, creating cracks and destroying everything in her path. Mel watched, uneasy. "Melissa, don't you think destroying everything isn't a good idea? We could end up getting lost or, worse, cause a collapse."

Melissa paused for a moment, considering Mel's words. "You're right, but we need to be quick and decisive. We can't afford to search every corner delicately."

Mel shook her head. "I get it, but maybe we could be a bit more... careful? Not that I'm complaining or anything, but if we destroy the way, how are we going to get back?"

Melissa looked at Mel, seeing the sense in her friend's words but keeping her resolve. "Okay, maybe I went a bit overboard. We'll try to be a bit more subtle. But if I need to, I won't hesitate to use brute force. Now, let's keep moving."

Mel smiled in relief, glad that Melissa had accepted, even if partially, her suggestion. "Alright, but if we find any sewers, you're going in first."

Melissa let out a short laugh, but it was filled with determination. "Deal. Let's keep going; we've got a hostage to save."

The two then moved forward, balancing their strategy between force and caution, staying alert to any signs that might lead them to the hostage's location.