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The grenade flew back in a smooth, lazy arc, vanished into the smoke, and detonated behind the thrower with a concussive boom that folded steel and screams together. The human, major Alar events, terror and expeditionary forces, kept walking forward through drifting ash. Barehanded, gasps rippled through the stands as Alara twisted, thumbed the safety with practiced ease, and hurled it straight back. She looked up at the observation deck, at the generals, scientists, and admirals who had come to watch a human break. Do not test them, because when fear explodes at a human's feet, they don't scream.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/little-scifi-stories-on-the-go--7033804/support.