However, in contrast to Zax, the wraiths were only made by transforming one aspect with dark attribute and they were not sentient. Their actions and b...havior were “programed” by God Demirva. They had no comprehension toward their actual might and no way to solidify it further either to a greater level or as a Martial technique.The instant he managed to compose his urges from keeping to dwell on this intoxicating new feeling, a series of thoughts about what he should do next crossed Zax’s. ” Chris stood up and pulled his basketball jersey off and dropped it on the table. He pointed a finger at his shorts. “See my teepee lady? I’ve got an angry Indian I want to show you.”“No.” Donna clutched the edge of the table with both hands, her knuckles turning white. Whatever he had in his shorts was immense. “Stay seated young man.” But she didn’t want him to stay seated. She wanted to see what could make such a large teepee. She hated herself for it, but she wanted to see his angry. When Cassandra's eyes fluttered open she could see Michael's large form setting up what appeared to be a camera, focusing it on her form. It seemed about that same time she realized her situation and started to tug upon her cuffs that were tightly fitted around each wrist and ankle. She wasn't going anywhere..."Good morning sleeping beauty" his gruff voice spoke, seemingly taunting in its tone. It was followed by a chuckle as Cassandra screamed into the ball-gag.With the room lit she could. “Good job,” I replied to Calliope.“What’s our play here, Theo?” Voss asked, “Do we wait for the guards, or bolt? They’ve got to be on their way.”I glanced out the front window of the shop. It was clear- the talkative hobgoblin had crashed into the window display on the way down- and I could see that our fight was loud enough that the street had cleared out, though I could also make out a trio of hooded figures in an alley across the road.“We don’t know who these guys are working for. Hell, the.