I stepped in, inside the elevator I pressed the ground floor and rode the short trip to the bottom. I walked out of the elevator and into my Dads offi...e. I stopped at the desk to tell the Receptionist I was there, she smiled and waved me through. I pushed the button on the lobby elevator and when it slid open my friend Elizabeth was inside. Hi Brooke, Elizabeth said. Oh, how are you Lizzie, I asked. Ive been better, having a rough day with that new guy up in finance, hes such an asshole, she. Being naked, with his clothes tucked under his arm, he tried to blend in as best he could. After a little while a small group of runners who had been watching him with some curiosity, jogged closer.Do you always run in the nude?' one asked.'Oh yes!' he replied, gasping in air. 'It feels so wonderfully free!'Another runner moved a long side. 'Do you always run carrying your clothes with you under your arm?''Oh, yes' our friend answered breathlessly. 'That way I can get dressed right at the end. Her ankles were the same. She tried to work them loose but couldn’t, she winced as she tried again. ‘I told you not to do that,’ he laid a gentle hand on her wrist’s and cut the cord with his dagger. She immediately went for her thin dagger that was belted at her waist, but couldn’t find the hilt. ‘Looking for these?’ he produced four needle point blades. ‘I took them from you as I cut you down.’ ‘You have fast hands,’ she said as she looked up into his face. ‘Not fast, just gentle.’ With a. She grunted, shaking her head. Her steps slowed. Her muscles, many cut by Ealaín and Greta's attacks, flexed. Blood sheeted down her body but did little to slow her down. My will hardly stopped her.She lumbered forward like she waded through thick tar. I was affecting her, but it wasn't enough. I seized that grief at Ealaín's death, that anger, and threw it into my words. I wrenched at the Biomancer's soul, drawing on his foul ego to chain his greatest creation.“Surrender! Submit! Kneel!”“You!.