The Coxiens, unwilling to aid her or advance her further without Zikkick's word -after all, she was the Zikkick's claim - deicded on a compromise. They would leave the Latin female hanging high and dry, they decided. The tentacles whipped up and coiled around her arm, prickling her multiple times with their stimulating toxins before they retracted and the Coxiens scuttled out of the room hurriedly like a bunch of harried rabbits. The toxins would take effect soon. As would her feminine transformation.