The history of Zira's people was much longer than that of the High Lords of Venda but they had met a similar fate, but by a different means. And like ...ev, Zira was the sole survivor of the cataclysm which had destroyed her people and civilization. She was a refugee without a home to return to.Zira's people had developed their powers gradually over the course of thousands of years of civilization, and Zira's knowledge was the culmination of that. Zira's people had been more advanced. “Don’t worry about Joe, he just wanted to see what you got girly” At that moment Jack walked back into the kitchen and Annie tried to cover herself by putting her hands over her breasts and turning away so as to hide her pussy, but all she did was look even more enticing to the two men ogling her.“Give me that shirt” Annie screamed at Jack and tried to rip the shirt from his grasp. “Don’t you shout at my boy” snarled granny “We don’t have to help you. Just because you look snooty don’t mean. As far as I could see across the meadow were row upon row of wooden stocks. Spirits of Enchantment danced around each one, imbuing the wood with their magic. Humans were slumped in them, men and women both. They were naked, their knees bent, their heads and hands shoved through the stocks. Their eyes were open but focused on nothing. They breathed slowly but made no other sound. Their souls were far away, imbuing statues of soldiers for this horrid Prince Meinard.“Gods, this is monstrous,” Sven. He'd only just cleared the bay when Ig­wanda darted silently out of a maintenance door to the side, followed by three Edenite males bearing spare lasers. Another twenty males armed with spears and knives remained behind; they'd been assembled for contingency purposes. The Ark's conspirators were taking no chances.Just as quietly the mixed group slipped up the ramp and entered the lander. The aliens, by previous assignment, stayed at the entry lock while Igwanda continued on softly inside. He.