Bast squints at Orzad, willing the metal person to double over in pain. Why isn't this working? I'm doing exactly as Maman said, she thinks, frowning. Perhaps he is truly an abomination. If he has no real mental capabilities, it would not work. Perhaps I should try Goddard.
Lying on a mountain of pillows in the corner of the cabin, she turns her gaze to Goddard. Focusing all her being on him, she attempts her attack one more time. Nothing. With a sigh, she tries again. She imagines poking him, hoping that will give him just a little prick of pain instead of the full attack.
