"Join me." Cindi in a swimsuit by the side of the pool awaited Ray's arrival. Her pale skin shined with some oil on it, and her wet red hair barely reached her shoulders.
Not asking what he meant, Ray took out his robe, and with his pants he sat on the poolside next to her, not taking his eyes from her round ass.
"You saw their magic, right?" Cindi asked while giving him a glass of wine.
Ray remembered the sight of the three in the hall. "General Alexandria and Hank had only two; I can work with that. The problem is the king of silence."
"He had five magics all at level 9. And what stabilizes it is not the machine but the devil that supports him." Playing with her hair, she continued: "There is much more about him than what the eye can see."
"How do the rest of them work?" Ray tried to gather as much intel as possible.
