Riggins entered the den. “We have a small situation in the chamber.” He looked at Joaquin, confused. "Man, a hug-ass wind ball or something came out of the ski and flew inside the chamber. The wall made a loud cracking sound, then it crumbled with the two jerks on it. They had turned gray or blue. Hell, I don’t know which color. But I know they’re dead. We didn’t see anyone there. A loud growl, and then a huge wind ball. No, it was a windstorm. Anyway, it flew over the castle.”
“Okay. Sunshine, can you fix the damage your friend caused? Joaquin walks over to the window, looking at the chamber.
“Friend?” Riggins mumbles, looking at Francemia. He thought about what happened the other day and thought, “I’m not asking that woman any questions.”
Hagen ran into the room. "Joaquin,
