Chapter 47. A Plan
"You're bluffing," Quess said quietly, eyeing Scipio's glowing figure. "The floor is non-conductive. It's covered in fabric, for God's sake."
"I assure you, I am not bluffing." Scipio met Quess's gaze head on, his entire posture poised in challenge. "The fabric which is called a carpet-was woven with metal filaments. Lionel wanted to make sure I could defend myself. If I activate it, I will release five thousand volts of electricity into the floor, and knock you out almost instantly. If I keep it on for too long, your heart will give out and you will die. While I am in sore need of company, I'll not have that company murdering me."
There was a long pause, during which the two of them
stared at each other, each daring the other to make
some sort of move. I held my
