A figure lay sprawled on the floor, naked, obsidian skin slick with sweat. A thick fall of pure white hair obscured its features. Muscles stood out in rigid lines on bare arms and legs. As they watched, the figure moaned softly and rolled over.
"Heavens tears," Chang Chang said, breathless. "What have I done?"
Beside her, Ju Feng grunted and shook his head. "Not what I was expectin' either."
The yaomo lying on the floor was Gallazza. Echoes of his features shone through plainly in the face. A face that was also unmistakably female. His last coherent knowledge of his surroundings was the young boy intercepting him while he was going for the sphere. King Laggarma's eyes glowed silver; then the girl, Chang Chang, released the sphere's power. After that, reality faded, and suddenly she was in his mind.
