Chapter 593: Ahor Zai

"Welcome to Steam 4587, visitors."

"Thank you, but we were just about to leave."

Aerith's ship was small—with its purpose truly only for travel. There were no other livable rooms except the cockpit, and right now, there were 6 unwelcomed visitors in it. It didn't help that the one leading them was a fat cehpalopoid; each of his tentacles, almost as wide as Aerith's waist.

It was also slimy, leaving unpleasant… juices that caused the floor to become greasy. The cephalopoid seemed completely ignorant of this, however, or he just didn't care as the smug look on his alien face was noticeable even for someone like Riley.

"Leave? But how can you when your fuel is out?" The cephalopoid let out a small chuckle; his breaths, oddly high-pitched. He seemed to also be out of breath with each word, as the device that was attached like an earphone around his head that covered his gills keep releasing some sort of… vapor.