Innodence swung his sceptor at a giant insect.
"D@#! roaches," he swore. "one would think they'd learn from their fallen acquaintances, but nooo, they think they should just jump right at me!"
the planet was not what he expected. a barren wasteland with a ceaseless encore of roaches the size of ussal crab. the sceptor served him well in self defense against these creatures, and actually shot beams of energy–"beams of death" as avery had called them– which always hit their target in the torso.
"their brains are about the size of a Matan ant," reasoned avery. "they have not much more brainpower than an Alchal crab."
"stop using terms that I cant relate to," Innodence moaned. "it's bad enough that i don't know what these bugs do."
"they have been attempting to chew some wiring to get inside the codreleven," avery smirked
"wonderful," innodence sighed as he rolled his eyes. "then we could have a nice tea party and offer them cookies while they wait for us to serve them lunch?"
"I am confused by your intellect and inflection, but i'm sure we would not have the chance to have the gathering as a calm visit." avery stated the obvious.
"it's called sarcasam, or verbal irony if you want to check the dictionary."
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