She wasn't going to speak to him though; instead, she kept Will's throat laughing into the surrounding room. The man could talk as much as he wanted, but he knew as well as she did that his little game was over. Morena had no interest in talking to him. She just wanted him to hear that she knew what had happened. Which was absolutely nothing. These humans used primitive weapons, typical of a Stage Two species. In Stage Three, a species usually learned to adapt to radiation, as it is necessary for survival purposes. Bynums were Stage Five, and no amount of radiation would harm any of her children. Kenneth Marks knew that now, or at least he should. She watched the radiation fall. Humans couldn't see it; they didn't possess the necessary rods inside their eyes. But Morena could. The beauty stretched across the sky, like an infinite number of tiny stars falling on the land, lighting up the entire night. It fell directly on Morena, and she watched as her aura lit up briefly with the gold flakes.
