[Location: Left Edge of Akrina—Rayan Planet]
Anya and Jim stood in front of the barrels filled with green, sweet-smelling blood, neither attempting to make any sudden movements on account of the turrets aimed at them.
The already starved humans stared at the barrels with lustful gazes, their bodies itching to consume the barrels' contents. However, their predicament did not sit right with them.
Why would an Ethisian, moreover, a high-ranking one, offer them blood and then challenge them to a fight? Could it be that the blood was poisoned? Tainted? Or tampered with the intention to harm the two humans?
"I assure you, I haven't done anything to the blood," Commander reassured. "I just want to see whether you have the decency to consider the Granians who died to fill the barrel. Or are you just blood-crazed beings?"
The first to consume from the barrels was Anya, who went ahead and proved Commander's point, but at the same time, didn't.
