As soon as they arrived back at the barracks, technicians appeared to remove the body. Fresco saw Suzanne with them and waved at her. She cheerfully waved back.
"Great work." Strom squeezed his shoulder and let Fresco feel a fragment of his approval through the tight restrictions around their power. Fresco's mind made a connection without any help. The reason he was unable to harm Strom or any of the others at the warehouse was now obvious. They were so tightly controlled and their power so regulated anything cast at them just bounced off.
cheaters, liars, don't stand a chance
Fresco was pleased to know he didn't have to worry so much about his own power slipping out and found himself releasing the tight clench he held against his gifts. His whole body relaxed.
Strom nodded in approval
