She had everything, I hadvirtually no bargaining power. I was still toying withwalking away and trying to ponder my options when JoeBenson’s se...retary knocked on the open door and walked inhanding me the package he’d mentioned earlier.“Peter, the boss wants you to read this over and seehim for further instructions in an hour.”Out of courtesy, I thanked his secretary Rita and tookthe large envelope.“Well our time is up darling, it’ll do you good to getback. One young Guardsman would almost certainly lose his lower right leg.He received a terrible slash from a man he was certain he had killed after he disregarded the first warning he'd received from Jorgarn and Pernice: An injured opponent has nothing to lose. The trainers had told the men repeatedly, "Do not move forward until you are positive you have killed or disarmed your opponent."The Guard's right calf was severed by his fallen – but still living – opponent and the rebel soldier's knife was. My sense of logic was telling me that this is a huge country; who knew how long it might be before the Wizard dropped in on my city? And even if he did, what was there to guarantee I would be in the right mall at the right moment? So I skipped the next weekend; spent the whole time inside my apartment, sleeping or watching television. But I realized I could never meet the Wizard this way; so I quickly shook off my depression and was back at it the next weekend. I told myself that this was a. ’ ‘Well, alright, then…’ John took out his wimpy pocketknife and continued on in the jungle. After about a minute, John came across something rather odd. It was a group of women, about thirty or thirty-five. They were a very diverse bunch, except for the fact that they were all very well-built. Were they grownup feral children? John instantly thought of characters such as Tarzan or Mowgli, except they always had a loincloth or something of the sort on. All of these women, however, were.