Inside the room, Aella looked at Arad with a smile, and then shifted her gaze to Zephyr. "You're right. Let's all join in. Arad, want to take the lead?"
He just lay on the bed. "Probably not for the start. You all have fun at that." For a moment, he closed his eyes and sent his consciousness away, then brought it back. Now, he was working on a completely different level.
Arad had four incarnations, and he had to separately control all of them like he was trying to play four different games at the same time. A part of him was here, with his wives. Another one was away in a whole different world, watching over Tina. An incarnation rested at the surface of the calm sea, about to dive down for a much-needed meal, and the last shard of himself was down at the city's dungeon, dragging the unconscious Werewolf Fighter to his cell.
