No one, and I mean no one, was going to take the prisoner from us. Someone has said that a squad of soldiers, like us, could hold off a group many ti...es their size. Our standard approach was to form a square with our backs toward the center, our shields at our front, and our spears in our stronger hand. We don’t speak while we’re on duty. That way we can hear what is going on around us. A trained group of soldiers would find us difficult to move, and a group of unorganized rabble wouldn’t have. She pulled into a small strip mall and checked the tires. They were looking awful swollen to her and right away she knew they had way too much air in them. She was afraid if she would kick them they would explode right in her face."Diego, when I asked you to check the tires up in the foothills, did you happen to put any air in the tires?"He was looking out the partially open window at her getting soaked in the pelting rain and looked real thoughtful. It was almost funny to see his look when he. I don't suppose I could borrow Abigail to come along and scan the source of the problem?" I asked."That's one hell of a risk, John," she finally said after giving it over a minute of thought."I know, but as Seer's can't scan too well over the barrier between Earths I figure Abigail could go as Roxanne's journeywoman, the rest of you being obviously mature Mages," I replied."Also Abigail is not generally known to be a Seer either," mused Jemima."I'm asking you because I could see Morgana or. I knew Charles would think that this was just a pure act of retaliation against his words; my way of getting back at him because I was pissed off. Little did he know I had been dying to do it for weeks now. And not because of spite, but because it turned me on to no end!“Sure mom” Chris mumbled, before awkwardly walking past his father and up the stairs. Our staring contest continued, but I knew he would fold first. “We’re having roast beef for dinner. Any problems?”“no” he answered, barely.