Their attacks rebounded leaving only small nicks and mars. You know why I can’t do anything.” I looked over my shoulder at Sven, his blue eyes shot into mine. xxx A hundred soldiers already dead and more dying in moments. The sun sank towards the horizon. “Don yours, Sven.”
He touched his dark suit. Nearby, the priestesses of Slata lounged before their temple, wearing their skimpy robes, enticing men, and women, to visit them, to pay to homage to the Mother Goddess in their arms. It was just bands of narrow leather that wrapped about her body, one strip across her breasts, just hiding her nipples. Colder than death. The bluff-faced man, his blond hair cut short, stared at me without flinching.
