For a brief moment her pupils were unfocused and when they regained their clarity, the white in her eyes turned reddish.A long range soul attack of a ...ifth level Martial Mortal who is not specializing in the soul will not harm a fourth level Martial Mortal, but the one Zax delivered contained a trace of dark element.“Omina, stand still!” General Logan ordered. He hurriedly tapped her glabella and by the time he removed his finger, the slender Omina’s complexion recovered.“You are not proficient. The number was in herschool directory in the drawer where her mother kept the potholders.She found the book and dialed the number.The phone connected on the fourth ring."Mr. Colletti?" she asked when someone answered."No." The voice was young and surly, and just a little bit tentative."Rod?"The voice turned carefully suspicious. "Yeah?" It's Lynn Flowers. Do you remember who I am?" Yeah. I remember who you are. What's up?" I need to see you, talk to you. Can you help me?"Rod was puzzled and. Was I really turning this down? "Feels like you hardly brought anything with you," I continued. "There's towels in the bathrooms. Let me know if you need anything else." Aunt Iva smiled, kicked off her heels, and padded over to the bed. She settled down next to her sister and started to rub the older woman's back. "We're still feeling pretty tense. Flying is such a hassle, these days. I swear those seats get smaller and smaller every year. You'd think that when they got to the point that little. No classes. He didn't even want her having any friends. He was jealous to the point of insane. He wanted her at home like always. Waiting for him to come through the door as always to have a hot meal waiting for him. The house clean, the laundry washed and put away. At home looking pretty for him when he walked through the door, to show off in public. And it was always that way.She felt she did her duty by him all these years. She had gotten married so very young, at the age of only 15 with her.