Torus whistled again, and more of those formless heaps of flesh in various sizes entered the low lit backroom and ate from the trough with their one r...ibbed jut. Myara could count eight of them.“W… what??” Myara finally managed to stammer, while involuntarily wriggling her dripping rear, “What are those?”“Oh, these are my losiphons.” The enchanter spoke casually.“What… what are they doing here?”“Why they’re my brainless underlings. Very useful beings,” he assured her, while he observed the. 'Zuko didn't believe the hag for a second, but he would listen to the proposition. If there were any tricks involved, he would simply kill her."What do you offer witch?" Follow me back to our council room to discuss the terms of the agreement."And so he did, though what the hag led him to didn't look anything like a council room. It looked more like a hobbit hole more than anything else.Furs of the arctic mammals adorned each wall, in the middle of the room sat a shin-height, small table. Scott was thinking hard. Why would she put her address on the out of office message Scott wondered? No one does that do they? How was he supposed to know she would do such a silly thing? Unbelievable he thought. Yet here were the “winners.” Sitting in the living room watching him having a strip torn from him by his Mum. It was so humiliating. Sheila was annoyed. Very annoyed. She knew she hadn’t placed the advert. It had to be someone who knew her email address and only he and Becky, his 18. I walked over to the bed as Feleena and Rosa both looked relieved that it was me. I knelt down by the bed and looked at Feleena’s face, my anger a seething cauldron of unvented spleen.“How badly are you hurt?” I asked softly.Feleena looked into my eyes and something in hers had changed. Gone was the hard appraising look she usually reserved for me. In its place was a vulnerability I’d never seen before.“It is nothing serious, nothing broken, anyway. He mostly slapped me around while he was.