The mohawk woman and shadowy figure turned around with a glassy stare of deprecating horror.
“WHAT?!” The woman rushed over to the spacecraft jalopy as it was being towed away. After going through the rubble, Jupiter was seen—bloody and mortally wounded—, with a mere inch of his life. “Great Pythagoras, this can’t be!” Without warning, the woman flied away from the scene with Jupiter in her arms.
“Oh terrific. Just fly away. I didn’t need anymore help here!” The shadowy figure said looking dumbfounded at the sky.
Meanwhile more curious bystanders began to surround the group after the ship was towed away, some with their phones still out. These strange people were dressed in colorful clothing patterns that resembled Cameroonian attire. Plus those dressed in animal skins and plant-based clothes.