Step one: Invade your opponet's mind. This is just like using mind-speak. Try it on me."

"That's easy," I said, casting my mental nets toward Dante, ensnaring his mind, and pushing words into his conscious thought. I'm in your mind, having a look around, and it's awfully empty in here.

Wiseacre, Dante returned.

Nobody says that anymore. Speaking of which, how old are you in Nephilim years? I'd never thought to ask.

I swore fealty during Napoleon's invasion of Italy-my homeland.

And that was in what year...? Help me out. I'm not a history buff.

Dante smiled. 1796.

Wow. You're old.

Autore: Becca Fitzpatrick

Step one: Invade your opponet's mind. This is just like using mind-speak. Try it on me."<br /><br />"That's easy," I said, casting my mental nets toward Dante, ensnaring his mind, and pushing words into his conscious thought. <i>I'm in your mind, having a look around, and it's awfully empty in here.</i><br /><br /><i>Wiseacre,</i> Dante returned. <br /><br /><i>Nobody says that anymore. Speaking of which, how old are you in Nephilim years?</i> I'd never thought to ask. <br /><br /><i>I swore fealty during Napoleon's invasion of Italy-my homeland.</i><br /><br /><i>And that was in what year...? Help me out. I'm not a history buff.</i><br /><br />Dante smiled. <i>1796</i>.<br /><br /><i>Wow. You're old.</i> - Becca Fitzpatrick


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