The creature was a pale, milky-white, excepton the hawk’s-crest which was a brilliant blue, fading down into white. 'No, my friend's. Crocodile's eyes, Owen thought. Not, that was, if the air they were breathing was okay.
Had been trained. Roberta couldn't tell what his rank was, or indeed if he was really a military man at all. He slowed down. His balls thumped against the steering column, producing instant leaden pain.
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