She opened the door at last and shock stood by watching me naked, she confused a lot and shouted on me what are you doing. I told nothing, nothing, go...to hall room I am coming! she went off, I dressed up wearing Shots and tea shirt.When I came to hall room she was in full shock, I asked what happened she did not talk to me for a while at last I convenience her to talk. She told me that she gonna tell mom, I requested her not to tell and promised her to gift Big Dairy Milk Chocolate, she ordered. "I stopped then and showed John how to use the Mark 8. He had used weapons in his job back on Earth, so he did not need much instruction. I drove up behind where the hunters were waiting and stopped. John stood up and opened fire with the cut load. The laser designator made aiming child's play, and the lack of loud reports as the machine gun was fired made it possible for him to wipe out the whole detail in a few seconds. However, he had been careful not to kill Pilot."PILOT, YOU ARE A DEAD. ”“Of course, you two can stay as long as you like. Make yourselves at home.”“Thank you uncle.” Hadvar said.“One thing though,” Alvor said quickly. “I’ve heard about the appetites of Redguards… and you are welcome to stay here as my guest. But so help me gods, if you touch my wife or daughter. I’ll forge a very special knife just to castrate you.”Rather than being offended, Carthalo just laughed. “Don’t worry friend. A bit too young, and a bit too married for me.” He said with a wink.Alvor. This conflict between doctrine and fact needed to be resolved. Dahra vowed to herself that she would reread the sacred books at the soonest possible moment, and see if a conflict really does exist.But that would have to wait. After all the interested parties had finished examining her evidence, she was compelled by the university to publish her story in an easy to understand form for the layman to read. Dahra was happy to oblige. She never liked writing in the 'insider' jargon that was used by.