Slowly running a tentacle like leg across his head, the Tetricon was thankful almost all the pain was gone. I… Came Fino’s thoughts. “What you felt was a thought warrior. A worried Fino thought. A sinister smile came to Triot’s face, “it is the spoils of war.” Here he looked at Thantas. The simple fact that, he had transferred the immunity to the gas to all of them, was an unfounded bonus. It’s not gone, though, he will have a much harder time using it.”
“What!? There I think that should help, as he felt the pain drop too almost nothing. Not as of yet, she appears to have more than half her memory back. Something about this earth, searching her mind she felt something at the edge of her thoughts. We have a thought warrior among us, though as to who I am unsure. You, we are afraid, are the only chance we have. Your kind tried to steal it from us, not knowing that it was unique to the individual with it. He remembered the council, using him then throwing him away. Crap he thought, the pain, oh! So, I don’t think you will have a problem with him aiding you, against the doctor or the council. “Not to worry, you sires will be joining you in death soon.” Laughing maniacally
