Alright, I'll be the hero. But only if the robot agrees to put on some underwear.
If the bees are that big, he can have Venus.
With a cover like this, Time Ninja has to be either the greatest book ever written, or the worst. There is no in between.
Oil-seal is too slippery for even semi-transparent beings to ride.
Given the content of this book, this weirdly proportioned naked dude is probably the least WTF thing about it.
Of all the WTF going on in this cover, the thing that concerns me the most: Where the hell is her other leg?
Zelde sees no reason to cover up in the harsh vacuum of space.