His head pounded and his body ached from the electrical pulse that he had sent into the Telgoran—and which had obviously traveled through the agsel staff and into his own body. Stupid. “You okay, Jayson?” Eli opened his eyes to find Benson standing over him. “Yeah,” he croaked. “How long have I been out?” “Not long. A minute or so.” Eli pushed himself into a sitting position and looked around. The Telgoran was still out. He lay a couple of meters away, surrounded by three of the team. All had weapons pointed. Two of the team were keeping watch at the cave entrance. The remaining four were spread out in a defensive line ten meters down the tunnel. Good. He shook his head against the throbbing, stood slowly, and approached the gray figure. Eli had met Telgorans before, but it had been years since his last encounter.
