“Pop quiz,” Dusty whispered to Dawud, “How do you approach the xail?”

“You make as much noise as possible so they think you're more powerful,” Dawud answered.

“Correct,” Dusty said as she started stomping towards the door. Dawud followed her lead. “I’m going to kick down the door,” Dusty said.

“Right.”

Dusty kicked down the door and stomped inside. She looked around, there was a stone table with a group of xail sitting around it. The xail looked like a large lizard with orange and black stripes, they could walk on two legs, and their claws were covered in poison. One shot could kill a full grown cat, or anything really.

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“GET OFF THIS PLANET OR ELSE!” Dusty yelled.

“We might not have very good eyesight, but we can tell you aren’t an xail,” One of them said, presumably the leader. “And we aren’t moving off this planet, we are the last of the xail and we need to find a place to live.”

“I’m sorry to hear that, but you need to leave this planet. There are innocent people here, if you take over, the heat will kill all the humans!” Dusty said.

“None are innocent! They sent rovers to our planet and killed our people!”

“Is this a bad time to interrupt?” Dawud asked, “Because the army is here,”

“What!” Dusty yelled.

“They said they will launch missiles at the hotel if the xail don’t leave and return the captured,”

“We have killed all,” One of the xail said.

“We have to get you out of here!” Dusty said.

“We will not leave until all humans pay for their crimes.”