The sound of the door quietly closing behind Marina echoed loudly in the suddenly silent room. Mike turned and gave each person in the room a cold, hard look of warning. Stepping up to the table, he braced his hands on it and spoke in a slow, measured cadence.
“I don’t give a f**k what you are,” he started, capturing each person’s gaze again. “I don’t give a damn if you have issues with each other. What I do care about is what is happening to Marina and her people. My job is to serve and protect. I will do that. It is not to go in with the intention of revenge. It is to go in with the intention of freeing those imprisoned by this Sea Witch. I don’t know if the spell she created will affect you the way it does Magna and the others with magic. If it does, you can expect to feel weak. Now, a
