She can't do this alone

Tamara bit her lip. Luna was doused in Rapi cum, she could see its effect on her as it seeped into her skin. She would be even more useless than usual in a fight, and Tamara doubted whether she’d be able to take on four Rapi alone. If she was hit by the Rapi before she could take them all out, then she would simply join Luna in becoming breeding stock. She couldn’t just rush in. Tamara would need to think this through, carefully.

She frowned as she considered her options. Samora and Monique were already down, with a pair of Heavies using them however they wished—that was why her and Luna were in this mess in the first place, so she couldn’t expect help from them. Even worse, actually, she would need to keep on her toes in case the heavies heard her. She could still faintly hear Samora and Monique from across the loading bay, a chorus of depraved moans, the sort of sounds she had never thought she would hear from the stubborn soldier and her stoic commander.

Her only real option was to try and contact Nerra. Nerra was definitely a far better killer than Tamara, but the number of Rapi here might even be too much for her. She couldn’t even call for back up without the communication device Samora had, so Nerra really was her only hope.

Tamara hurried away from the Rapi as they finally descended on Luna. Soon she heard Luna’s depraved moaning join that of Monique and Samora. Tamara shook her head. There was nothing she could do for them for now, she would just have to pray that they were still here when she got back.