Stephanie Gruber, the headcheerleader, had just completed a particularly complicated manouvre and was standingstraight, facing the crowd. Like many ot...ers on the team, her thoughs werenot completely on the acrobatics, but wandered to think about the eventsthat would follow the game. One of the least fair aspects of the wagersurrounding the game was that the cheerleading squad of the losing team would alsobe involved in the forfeit. Stephanie tried hard not to think about what thatwould involve,. Then she hardened the sand, fusing it into stone, trapping the soldiers and turning her attention to others.I stepped before her as the survivors of her attack rushed at us. Scimitars raised high. Camels bayed. My ax swung, bit into flesh. I cleaved through the camel's chest and the rider's leg. The beast crashed into the ground, tumbling past us, rider screaming.I reversed my swing and slammed it into the next rider as he slashed his scimitar at my head. The force of my blow threw him from the. Will follow."You are..." The moment Zax caught glimpse of the energy signature of the man's mist energy, a sudden sense of familiarity resurfaced in his mind and a few connections were made. "Elder Martial brother Tularg!" Unbelievable as it was, the blue jumpsuit man was none other than the nearly four meters tall, jaguar head, humanoid beast that he had the pleasure to meet and recognize as his Martial brother only once, the Dotted Jaguar Tularg, or more precisely, Tularg's two meters tall. "Don't say anything bad about the girls. I paid good money for them! They don't cause problems." She dragged me out of the building. "C'mon, let's get you into bed."I looked at the two marks feuding, doing collateral damage to her psyche, and remembered what I had to do. I looked up at her, and brought my full suite of seductive tools to bear. "Join me?"She just rolled her eyes. I never said I was any good at seduction. Hell, my recent successes were all thanks to the mojo. I was too tired to.