Mina walked them back to the hotel and into their room.
She crash landed on their bed and sighed, holding out her hands for him to join her. 'Come lay with me... please?' she asked.

Nychta grinned. 'It might be some practice for you my sweet.' she said as she sat down.
The men all growled and one stepped forward. 'Don't underestimate us wench!' he yelled.
'Silence you maggot!' Nychta hissed. Her hiss caused the man's hand to disintegrate and he screamed in pain.
She turned back to Sandra. 'Try your new ability doll, practice a bit.'

Undine cringed slightly at the violent shock before looking at him again. 'Nothing for me krep you here as you were assigned to.' she rubbed the back of her head. 'I sympetize with your story, but going against Lord Deamon would be very bad for both of us.'