Unlike the Spartans, Dru preferred to fight in the moonlight. There was a chance of capturing her victims' eyes that way. And with Kendra, there had been the soulless fluorescent lighting of the school library.

Here, her nostrils flared; a growl brewed. There were other ways to reach the minds of her enemies.

"Peaceful, was Seven tonight. All the ladies tucked away with that mouse of a man. I wonder if the seaside will be as peaceful?"