Still if she ever wanted to be free of all that was wrong with her body, she had to fight him again. The male smiled as he had Sam’s hand flatten out, then it moved to slap Sam stopping inches from his face. Backhanding he watched as she flew back into the trees. Heading back to the forested area outside the city where he met the first group of natives. “Can’t the source do anything to pacify it?” The third council asked. Thinking of Sam she had to admit he was quick in battle though that only proved he was good at war. Growling she had left the last triad corner world. Thellus watched Drivas as she was writhing on the deck as the pain raged through her. Looking at Drivas she hoped that this was the right thing. He was a fake, a real Clivastone could have stopped all the executions with its mind. Taking a deep breath he continued. Her body was a huge lead weight that she had no control of. “Mistress!” The tall,
