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In a few short days everything had become disastrous. Choas had ensued and if the Xupra had been in more population and healthier, they probably would have been rioting. It was terrible. Bo Alla was trying to calm down a family. He could feel the beginnings of the disease in himself but was refusing to succumb to the disease in order to help his people. He was not going to let it get him and leave his people to suffer. He frowned, a mother holding the body of her dead baby as she lay dying herself.

He hadn't seen Binx'o as of yet. He knew that his friend couldn't move. He had no idea if his friend had woken or not. If he was dead or alive. But he couldn't think about that. He didn't know that Binx'o was still in with the sick, but wasn't showing any symptoms. He moved forward, looking at a sick child and taking in the supplies that she being given. It wasn't going to work!

Bo Alla moved over to the woman that shouting at someone from the land they'd appeared on. He frowned at the man, choosing to speak in English. "We need help! This isn't helping. Can't you see they're dying!" He shouted angrily.

Meanwhile, Binx'o was struggling to understand what was going on over the days. He was in too much pain to move, but he could still hear. With all the chaos, he had been told about his crushed legs having to be amputated, and now all he could hear was screaming and shouting. He didn't have the strength to move. And it still hadn't properly sank in that he'd had his legs removed. He wanted his Captain who he hadn't seen since waking.

"Help!" He shouted in both English and Xi. "Bo Alla!" He screamed once more.