<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4040FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Alice Green</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Huntress'</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Alice was relieved that Peter had pulled her quickly. She was dying to get out of that place as soon as possible. And to get Peter's ribs some attention as quickly as they could. Her own leg was throbbing now, and starting to bleed again, but she didn't care. It was just a minor nuisance. Peter's situation was much more serious. And much more important to her.<br/><br/>When she heard that another aftershock was expected, Alice squeezed Peter's hand. She was by no means a coward, but - as she had told Peter - she wasn't fearless either. She had the healthy amount of fear that was needed for self-preservation. And she feared for all of them, as well. <br/><br/><span style="color: #4040FF">"I hope not. I still have a lot to do out there"</span>, she murmured in response to Peter's words about Fate not letting them die in there. It was clear that Alice was nervous. She had not come to this planet thinking her mission would be an easy one. She knew it would be really hard. But still, she didn't expect that. And then she remembered that Peter had lived this experience before.<br/><br/>Squeezing his hand a little harder, Alice stopped talking just for a moment. <span style="color: #4040FF">"Are you okay, Peter?"</span>, she asked, looking into his eyes.</div>