But be carefully, their are other powers around, playing their game.The master -Marcus read the letter a second time and then looked to the two items ...n the table. He opened the book which was written in some language he never had seen before. But he felt something strange when he touched the book and its pages. Finally he picked up the small wooden box and opened it. A silver ring with blue crystals set in the metal was in it. He examined the ring for some moments, feeling the same strange. 'That bad. The counsel's opinion is a joke. I'll have to get a new one.''Well, good luck with it. Where did you get to last night? I thought we were going to meet up.''Lakeland took me out. We went to that Urban Tiger Club.''The lap dancing place?''I know, but what can you do, the client calls the shots. But you should have seen the talent there.''Hot?''Hot. Mind you, not as hot as his wife. I can see what you saw in her. Lakeland must have something wrong with him if he needs to go to. You had escaped out the back door, the last you saw of your father he was being pinned down to the dinner table by twin, blonde-haired, naked Succubi who giggled and cooed as he struggled for freedom.The streets were chaos. You had no idea where your mother and sister were and every block, unlike most raids that would end in blood and screams, had turned into a makeshift orgy. Reaching the center of town, you had seen Peter, one of your best friends who had been a strong farmhand, moaned. Then I saw the floor as she bent my head down. Then I saw her muscle-cabled thigh rising up to my face. Then I was on my back with blood spurting out of my mouth and nose.“By the way, I do Muay Thai kickboxing now, Greg,” Courtney said. “I’m pretty good.”I pulled myself to my feet. The knee to my face didn’t do any structural damage. But it shocked me. I was still shocked. “Four months?” I wondered aloud as I stood up.“Yeah Greg, four months. Four months to turn my boring little all-American.