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| Head shaved completely, a man strode towards them, each footstep rebounding on the cobblestone street, a daunting look on his gaunt face and a few strange looking bands on his meaty wrist. "This is your master?" Ana whispered breathlessly. "I am afraid so." Finlay sent stoutly. The smirking man walked towards them. "So, this is our new mutant!" he exclaimed, seizing Ana's Curly black hair and pulling it roughly backwards. She let out a forlorn moan. "Tell me monster, what petty little talents do you have?" His laugh sent a sliver of ice down her spine. Then his expression hardened and he slapped her across the head. A wail escaped Ana's mouth. She shook her head. "So demon, before I am forced to persuade you TELL ME!" he roared, grasping Finlay's chain and shaking it threateningly at Ana. "NEVER!" she exploded. Some instinct made her look straight at the man and all of a sudden she was facing a wall a wall, she broke it and the man cried out in pain. "Get out of my mind girl," he screamed. She pinched a nerve, again and again until he doubled over, arms clutching his stomach. Weakly the strange man's hands fumbled against the chains and pulled them free, then scampered off like a defeated creature, whimpering and retching. "That was quite an amazing deed," a soft voice muttered, "Come to Obernewtyn, tis a place for people of our kind." |
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