Russ's power

The Amra for the most part were one of the nicest races he had come across. They weren't hostile toward him from the get go. He was even able to play games with their young ones and felt welcomed.

It was only the celestial himself that was the problem, but in the end that all got resolved. Perhaps it was because of the good memories Quinn had in his head of the Amra that he had gotten involved.

Why had he decided to move forward? Maybe it was the dirty display of attacking someone while their back was turned. Eventually Quinn let go of Zallack who pulled back and was looking at his hand.

'Where did this person come from?' Zallack thought. 'I didn't see anyone that looks like him close by. Did he really get here so fast that I was unable to recognise them.'

Before saying anything, he as well as the rest of the Penswi looked at Quinn and the other two that were coming over. They were examining their bodies as they moved their heads up and down.