John's eyes sensed someone staring at him. He tried to avoid it, but he couldn't resist. Every sweat pouring down his body, every droplet stinging his sensitive skin called for him to look towards Kanaan staring right back at him.
"What?" John tried to let the heat and anger die in his voice.
"You did this to us!" Kanaan's bizzarre expression met John's eyes.
"Excuse me?" John's voice sharpened.
"You are the cause of all of this. You and your people!" Kanaan shouted.
"Kanaan!" Teyla cried, but it was much too late.
Kanaan's deadly war cry headed straight to John.
