Chapter 95: Faulty Translator

"You will be quiet now and allow Viglar to work."

"No I won't." She tried to kick him and thought her heel would fall off. "Ouch, dammit, what are you made of?"

"Superior Zyrgin skeleton and armored skin." Zurian added something that sounded like garbled noise. "Did you understand what I just said?" he asked.

He stood oddly, as if prepared to catch her if she fell.

"No." Wait a minute, why should - She clenched her fists until her nails dug into her palms. "Did you actually manage to calibrate whatever is in my brain?" How advanced was their technology that they could do it that fast and without her feeling anything?

"Yes."

"And I should understand you now?"

"Yes."

"I'm sure it's not working because you forced it on me and the doctor was too hurried. Besides how can you be sure it works on humans?"

They might not show emotion, but the way the doctor suddenly got busy with his gadget and Zurian stared away from her said a lot.