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It was too late. She had already slipped a few smaller weapons of his into her shirt, and strapped his armor onto herself. "...Forget it. Let's just go," said Haiz, already making her way down the hall.
He snorted. "Your mind is lost..." he then tagged her and teleported her to his ship. "Now you listen or I will put you back." He was firm. His dark red appaloosa coat twitched. "Lay down over there.. you need to be fixed and you mind mended... fight me and I wont be do nice about it." He tone was not even agitated just firm.
The mare gave him an insulted look. "My mind mended? I haven't even known you for very long and now you want to change me up to be your perfect little housewife? I don't think so," she said, stern. "Whose idea was this?"