Relieved, Lexx dropped to his knees. Serenity swayed as she walked, her fur ragged and breath coming in a light pant. Her eyes still gleamed, despite the drag in her movements.

“You look awful,” said Lexx.

“Not half as bad as you,” replied Serenity, tilting her chin up.

He slid a hand beneath her chin, scratching at a spot she couldn’t easily reach. She tilted her head with a low moan, her eyes half-closing. “You can’t keep running.”

“You heard her. She would rather die than concede.”

“Knock her out?”

“I don’t want to risk killing her, and time is almost out.”