A moan, a moan the like of which had not been heard in twelve thousand years, sounded and shook the ripening bulbs from the vines. Lara shifted her aim to Ajay—
HOW DARE YOU! The Voice exploded in Lara’s head like a psychic bomb.
Through double vision, she saw Ajay draw her machine pistols.
LESSER THING YOU CROFT MAMMAL WOMAN PAY IN PAIN OUTRAGE!
Lara fought the drunken, painful sensation in her brain that threatened to paralyze her, pointed her other gun, tried to aim for the gigantic head, fired…