Her fatal flaw was her arrogance. I let out a manic laugh as the energy electrified my muscles, the power wrought in my sinew, giving life to some unnatural strength. Xxnx Yavara was out there, and every second I wasted on useless ceremony drove her further away. Even so, it was hard for me to retain my composure. I recalled the memory I had when I was Alkandi, who had killed four of the Highland’s best assassins even after being wounded, and all with her mind. Only one voice would echo my thoughts now, the melded voice of my thirty-one incarnations, singing out through my subconscious in a choir of perfect harmony. “Your transformation has begun! I moaned around his fingers as I continued to suck them, the rhythm of our movements increasing, our bodies slickening, the exertion flushing our faces.
