“Robin! Did’ya see the size of that haul?” He said gleefully. “That Prince Ravon’s really somethin’! Even General Kalman’s last campaign...didn’t bring in this many!”Robin sighed and nodded towards the backs of the army as they moved into the city and out of view. “I wish I could have joined them ... If it wasn’t for my damn leg...” He had injured his right leg in a previous campaign, and was put on guard duty. He lived comfortably enough as the head gatekeeper, but he longed for the excitement. All we know is that he is in his mid 20’s, and instead of weapons he beats people with his bare hands.” She then paused.“Here’s the thing Bo, we suspect he’s a Rogue. We have some of the medical reports of those he has assaulted, and the injuries do not match straight beatings. Skull fractures, crushed ribs, once he even shattered a guy’s femur from punching him. That has to be enhanced strength, it’s the only way it fits.”“Ouf!” I exclaimed. “Great, so Crazy Horse has a Rogue, that actually. " said Abigail as her face look distorted,seemingly in pain.Then suddenly she groaned and a very load sound was produced. I tooknotes as to what was happening to her during the process. I started tonotice that her face is starting to distort itself- her facial bonesmoving, shifting to look like Chris'. Her once soft features are beingtransformed slowly and this appears to be a painful process as she kepton convulsing in pain.Her once blue and cat-like eyes transformed into brown round ones.. A few snowflakes and ice pellets were starting to hit us in the face."I think we had better be getting out of here soon. The storm is coming in off the lake and things could get bad here very soon."But up ahead, just a little further, DB noticed the red channel marker light that he recognized from a photo I had posted. It was even more ice-covered now, impressive and a little frightening. A huge ice monster rearing up on its hind legs, standing on a slippery mountaintop of ice."Jack, you.