Liir watches their hands, looking for more of those forceguns. He feels exposed. Not too much cover here.
But all he has to do is hold them there. How? Confuse their xenophobia, he supposes. He speaks a sentence in Qua'ati, the Berber-derived language of southern Oz. It's nonsense, a mishmash of guidebook phrases for soldiers, but he says it with a smirk. Time to see if someone would swing at him.
still open for backup
But all he has to do is hold them there. How? Confuse their xenophobia, he supposes. He speaks a sentence in Qua'ati, the Berber-derived language of southern Oz. It's nonsense, a mishmash of guidebook phrases for soldiers, but he says it with a smirk. Time to see if someone would swing at him.