Chapter 22

Abyssal Terror swatted at a thick, waxy leaf that slapped against his snout, his irritation mounting with every step through the humid undergrowth. The air on this planet was thick and heavy, clinging to his greyish-red skin like a wet shroud. Every few paces, a swarm of tiny, translucent flies buzzed around his fire-like horns, drawn to the faint heat they radiated. He snarled, a low vibration in his throat, and looked at his two companions. They were equally miserable, their movements sluggish...