Then I got mad. Why had it taken so long for me to get angry? Had I become a man devoid of emotions? If I had troubled getting angry when I found a ma... fucking my wife, there was something wrong with me. I decided to explore my emotional state when I had the opportunity. At the moment, I had more pressing concerns.I walked to the left side of the deck and reached under the apron. I found a nail and slid the key off that was suspended on it. Then I went up on the porch and opened the front door.. There was some theme to this party so few people were wearing masks, well i figured it was most of the couples there who did. the singles were just roaming around with a drink in their hand talking and chatting to these cpls. Then there were cpls who were chatting to each other and laughing mingling around, having a good time. I just got a glance from this guy who looked at me and smiled coyly behind his mask, to which I thought that I should have worn "I dont like bananas much" t-shirt.. Thoughts skittered outside the fighting void in Furen’s mind, shock at the emotionless reaction of the man who lost his hand, as well as the dead silence the fighters maintained in their swift movements to attack. Shock managed to crack that well formed void in Furen’s mind when suddenly two of the Teghei effortlessly sliced their ways through the walls on each side of the door, destroying his try at a tactical advantage. A sigh of resignation passed Furen’s lips, and with a quick hand gesture. I let her know what was happening and she said that I could stay the night, since there was a lot of work to be done. She also said she would come around in the morning with Issy and help. I thanked her very much. When we got back, Zac unloaded the car while I found the laundry. He certainly wasn’t joking about the clothes. Thank goodness he had a dryer. I sorted out the clothes and put on a load before finding Zac, who had just finished unpacking the last bag. I looked at the time. ‘Hungry.