There was plenty of speculation of course; different sources claiming that they had been on drugs, that it was a Satanic ritual, or that they had done...it simply to get their fifteen minutes of fame. He had considered speaking to the parents of the victims, but that wouldn't work. He was a priest, not a detective. He wasn't even the priest from their church. They had no reason to answer his questions and were probably sick of the inquirers, not to mention that as a Catholic priest, he had to. Today he had a doctor's appointment to check on how he was coming along, so Linda helped him into their car and she drove them to the doctor's office. Once inside he waited while she did the necessary paperwork and then she sat with him waiting to be seen. It didn't take long before he was in the back room and the doctor knocked on the door. "Hi, Steve, how are we doing today?" "Not bad, Doc." "How are the ribs?" "They're a lot better. It doesn't hurt to breath or laugh anymore." Steve said.. “Since no one is volunteering, I will grab one of you.” Luckily for Melissa, he choose another girl. “Take off your bib overalls and lean clear over the sawhorse.” He told her. I guess she hesitated too long, because he stripped her of her overalls and threw her over the sawhorse. She was now clad in only her bra and panties, and he took her panties completely off of her.“One of the rules that you need to follow is that you will do as told with no hesitation. Because she hesitated in. Watch for any forces retreating, the larger, the better.” Replied Magnus in an irritated voice. They watched the ensuing battle just outside the tiny cave entrance. The clashing of steel on steel was indeed deafening. Glistening swords cut through their targets with ease and heavy maces crashed down on some of the helmeted soldiers, knocking them from their mounts. Arrows flew across the battlefield, littering it with bloody bodies, twitching in agony. As predicted, the leader of the east army.