Zax traversed the distance to the last cave, before his designated cave, in but couple of minute after separating from his big sister and Tularg. Up t...ll now the reason he was not discovered as the third member of their small party was because none of the Core Masters pursuers had a Soul Sense more formidable than Zax's since none was in the second level of the Core Master realm or above.Only when they exited the Pawed Woodpecker's nest, two of their pursuers managed to make visual contact and. . something familiar, something...She saw him and was shocked to her core. He was standing, nude, the sweat pouring off of him and curling a bar that weighed more than she did. His face was locked in rictus of pain as he lifted the bar again and again and again. His legs trembling, sweat pouring off of him, and most horrifying of all, the source of that familiar smell. Blood. Blood was pouring from his nose, was seeping from his tear ducts, staining his chest and belly, dripping on the floor.. I was late getting home from school, and daddy was already there, standing in the living room with his arms crossed over his chest, waiting for me. As soon as the door closed, daddy yelled, "Where the fuck have you been, cunt?" I... I walked home with some friends, and they were walking slow." I said, my voice pleading. "I tried to tell them to hurry, daddy! I swear!"With no warning at all, he slapped me right in the face, so hard that I fell back on the floor, and he said, "From now on, you. Reynard noted my mood. "You look as though you have an appointment with the hangman."Mme. Reynard knew of my acquaintance with Marie but nothing of its depth. I told her. She smiled indulgently at the end of my sad tale. "Ah, Monsieur Northam. You are suffering from love. Maybe you should get married. It cures that malady faster than any doctor can cure a disease. Once married, quickly out of love, until the next love appears."Mme. Reynard was typically French when it came to love and marriage..